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[witchmaker]

[ The lights are going up in the coliseum, spilling a steady glow in the general area. Slowly, it gets brighter. This is because Angela is there, using fire spells to light all the torches and wells of oil that will keep the area lit. There is also a blue, non-fire glow coming from the coliseum grounds, where Fumie is setting up screens displaying maps of the Plane for anyone who happens to need to find their way from the coliseum. Sam is lurking about as well, investigating the area for anything normally overlooked that could be of use (like, uh, bathrooms). ]

There. All lit. [ Angela smacks her hands, then looks over to Fumie. ] How are the maps coming, Fumie?