Who Would Be?

Back in the stadium, the elder stood in the sky at the apex of everything, basking in the cheers of the crowd.

"As you all know, usually the top ten don't make an appearance until final stages of the tournament. This is a right they've spent the last sometimes almost decade of their life working for. But, as you all know, there's someone who was unfortunately bumped down to the eleventh spot because of the selfishness of others."

Boos rained down again, Er was finding it easier and easier to control the mood of the crowd.

"But, we Cavositas always work in the interest of fairness. So, this year, that privilege will be extended to eleven!

Now, are you all ready for the festivities to begin?!"

The elder smiled to himself before turning his gaze toward the participants.

"More than a hundred thousand of you have come today. I trust that you all have better character than the coward we've spoke of and I wish you all the best of luck!