"The match is over!"
A stern voice called out. Before the call was finished, the ref had already jumped into action. As the icy spikes weren't done chasing Fulkar, the ref shattered them all with his fist as he suddenly appeared before Fulkar.
"But I didn't--"
"The winner is Fulkar Libarn!"
Before Fulkar could calm down about the sudden aid that saved him or the forced end of the match, he and everyone else were left astounded by the startling call of that booming voice.
"What?! This is my victory!" Rowan shouted, turning toward the hosts. "I--"
"Fulkar is the victor," repeated Professor Bastol, "and you are a cheater."
"HUH?! I--"
"Allow me to examine your staff."
Out of reflex, Rowan tried to hide the staff behind him but the ref had already approached him and swiped it out of Rowan's hands. After a quick toss, the staff was in the professor's hands.