> "T-thanks. This tournament isn't as bad as I thought though, I'm getting outside and being active, so I'm definatly getting benifit, it's painful, but I'm getting active."
> "For your sake, I hope the tournament eases up soon so you can get some rest, you look like your in worse shape then I feel."
> Sit down, rest and enjoy the fact that we have won again.
> Shikieki makes a short, ironic laugh.
> "No chance of this thing ending soon. I've gone over the rules over and over again, and I always come to the same conclusion: there is no victory condition. I suppose it only ends when there is exactly one participant remaining. Or the organisers get bored."
> You've secured a well-earned victory. Feels good.
>"Could you get someone to take care of her?"
>Assess self for damage; both of the lasting and temporary sorts.
>Make sure the faeries are okay.
>Check ranking.
> Shikieki prods Mystia with her toe again. Mystia still does not respond.
> "She'll be fine. Everyone gets the same treatment, in other words, none, barring what they can get for themselves."
> You have three scratches across your midriff, where Mystia's claws did their work. They're bleeding. Your left shoulder hurts, and there is a nasty bruise forming on your right side. Feeling is returning to your left leg. Your chest hurts when you prod it.
> Now that the darkness and Mystia's song are gone, the fairies are recovering, and are all looking a bit sheepish for losing it like that.
> Standing:
40.
> Shikieki ruffles your hair.
> "Good luck!"
> With those words, she steps back through the portal.
> Before it closes, you can just barely hear a drunken-sounding "SHEEEEE-KEEEEE!" resounding through it.