On the second day of the match, Jack and the others were teleported into another pocket world within the constructed dimension. It was again a sports field. Near where they stood were nine metal balls. Each of these balls was attached by a steel wire to a grip.
Seeing those balls, Jack said, "Hammer throw…?"
After blurting, he quickly closed his mouth with his two hands. Aglea was once more here with them to oversee the match. Jack was afraid Aglea would be offended again if he spoke out of turn.
Luckily, Aglea didn't seem to mind. "I see you are familiar with this sport. I don't need to explain then, do I?" She asked.
Jack nodded. He then asked, "Who should go first?"
"Anyone is fine. Just don't spend too long deciding," Aglea said. Even with her wide smile and friendly tone, Jack still somehow felt that her sentence was a threat.
"I don't understand. What should we do with these balls?" Kramer asked.