A passionate battle
We marched for the stadium and reached roughly three minutes late.
Still within the twelve minutes time limit so no harm done.
I did get stares from the judges though.
I guess I might have messed up one too many times.
'I should really take this seriously.' But I wasn't. A part of me wanted to accept Marg's offer. But another part of me reminded me that her powers had their own drawbacks and I didn't want her to suffer because of me.
I was probably being overprotective.
But for now, my only concern had to be the large man in front of me. He was wearing a bathing suit with an American flag drawn onto it. The bottom part was a speedo while he had a top part that went upto his neck that had a bit of open space on his chest- weird.
He was big, like at least three times wider than me: Three or four inch taller than me too.