On a brisk morning in the Dissidia Kingdom, the grand arena buzzed with anticipation. The finalists of the grand competition stood in neat rows, each belonging to different categories, ready to prove their mettle once more.
The crowd was noticeably larger than before, swelled by curious onlookers lured by the tales of the previous round's uproar. Whispers of the incident attract spectators eager for another spectacle.
"I think those guys from the Ass Guild really blundered," one said, shaking his head. "They aimed to bolster Princess Alora's claim to the throne but ended up crossing swords with the royal guards instead."
"Is it true they fought because they thought Broken was about to be swindled by the royal blacksmiths?"
The first man shrugged. "Something definitely went down between him and the royal blacksmiths, but the royals are keeping it under wraps."