The old man in front of me shook and was about to remove the talisman, "Ah-ah-ah!" I said as I raised my finger. "I just told you, do anything besides concede, and I'll blow your head off."
"This tournament doesn't allow deaths!" the old man said, "So I doubt you have the guts to do that," the old man said.
He does have a point, "Well, true, but now we're in a pickle aren't we." I turned to the referee and said, "Don't you think this is a problem? I mean this will just make anyone with a sword on their necks not surrender because they can't be killed by the opponent." I spoke.
The old man was about to rip the talisman as I was talking to the referee, but a single twist of my finger lit up the lines on the talisman, causing him to stop moving.
"Hmm, you're indeed right, let me get back to my colleagues." The referee flew forward and grouped together with a few other referees that began discussing if they should change the rules or not.
