"Welcome to the last day of World Championship, The Final," Marla said as she appeared, bringing a loud cheer from the crazily excited crowd.
"Are you all excited for the Final?" she asked, and again she got the answer in defeaning cheer from them. It is a good thing there are absorbers across the arena; even the ears of Tyrants would not be able to bear such loud sounds in the semi-contained space like the Grand Arena.
"The past month had been filled with exciting battles; the battles of the battles had broken the many records." "It would not be wrong to say this is the best World Championship that occurred in anyone's living memory," Marla said emotionally.
She is right; the battles of this time have shattered all the records; if one compared all the battles, then this Championship, arguably the best in the past thousand years.
