"Hmm," the god answered, "we would pit your best candidates against each other in a bonus match to decide it."
"Oh, that's too bad Treeda. No hard feelings?" Isla joked.
But Treeda only shrugged and leaned back. "That's interesting… Because, if I'm being honest, my last candidate might also happen to be my strongest."
Already, the final two contestants were standing face to face in the arena.
Excited again, Slazza announced, "A Magma Ape represents Draco Prefecture, versus a Tundra Tiger standing for Toxic-shadow Prefecture! Will the Draco Prefecture manage to win and force a tiebreaker? Or will Toxic-shadow dominate an elite prefecture with three wins to one loss?"
The Magma Ape stood more than three-krin tall. Underneath his dark fur, his skin was pitch-black, like dried lava. Across the ape's hairless chest were cracks in the hard flesh, with red-hot heat getting brighter and dimmer with each inhale and exhale.
