The Ringmaster's eyes twinkled with mischief as he turned his attention to the next part of the bracket.
The cosmic events swirling on his suit seemed to intensify, mirroring the growing excitement in the arena.
"Now, my dear reality-bending spectators, hold onto your non-Euclidean hats because Group C is about to make Groups A and B look like a leisurely game of interdimensional checkers!"
With a flick of his hand, he gestured to the bracket, and Group C's names blazed into existence, each one seeming to defy the laws of physics in its own unique way.
"First up in our cavalcade of cosmic chaos, we have a man who puts the 'Om' in 'ominous' and the 'Zen' in 'zenith of mystical power'... Kūkai, the Esoteric Monk!"
From a swirl of mist that materialized in the arena stepped a figure in flowing robes.
Kūkai moved with a grace that seemed to bend space itself, each step leaving ripples in reality.
