>>6311701As everyone waits for the Grand Priest to continue, to announce the start of the tournament, you start making your way to the front of your team. Becoming the closest to the central pillar, ready to lead. Chaya, nodding to you backs off, taking up position on your left shoulder, towards the Ninth, Tenth, and Eleventh Universes.
“For those who neglected to pore through the rule book assiduously, I'll lay out the basic guidelines for the battles.” the Grand Priest says, his voice somehow loud enough to be heard, yet soft enough it feels he's right beside you speaking. While hovering over the top of the central pillar upon his small floating platform, looking down at you all. This is it, the battle is about to begin. “The competition will last 100 Takks. The column in the center will descend as time elapses, and once it reaches the ground, all fighting will officially conclude.”
“Forty eight minutes.” Chilli mumbles, you hearing him crack his neck as you get into position to lead the Seventh's team charge, ready to push towards the central pillar as Grand Priest continues.
“Special techniques are allowed, but the use of weapons is prohibited. As are any lethal attacks or maneuvers.” he says, not slowing his clearly well-rehearsed speech. “However, you may force your opponents off the ring, and must do so to win. For even if someone is rendered unable to fight, they will not be eliminated unless they're out-of-bounds.”
“Easy peasy.” Plastic Man says, twisting his entire torso around at the hips in several circles, then with a short hop let his legs spin out, landing back on his feet. “I'm ready.”
“So even if we go down, we're not out until leaving the tournament arena.” Ginyu says, grinning. “Should give us plenty of... Creative liberty.”
“Energy-based flight techniques that would prevent you from falling will not be accessible to you here. However, those who possess wing-like appendages will still be able to fly.” he continues, you glancing over to the Tenth Universe's team, where their two fliers fly above their team. No doubt to protect Moro from the air. “Lastly, regardless of how wounded you may be, the use of restorative implements is expressly forbidden.”
Then, as if sensing the question turns to Caulifla, as if addressing her directly.
“Using magic, or other methods to mend wounds is acceptable, so long as it doesn't come from an outside source, or a weapon. And that concludes our review of the rules.” he finishes, a low hum of conversation starting between members of the various universes. But not your universe. Everyone is locked in, serious, ready to fight. Well, almost all of you.
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