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Garrett and Harold stand proudly at attention as they are awarded medals – it was unusual for rogues to be honored with such official symbols of recognition, rather than through various underhanded means, but now they are filled with pride for their performance. They gratefully thank them for the award and stand tall with dignity, which probably looked a little amusing given their appearance.

Alright, one more temporal paradox, who's counting? It's unlikely Ayana will decide to finish off Erefir or do something similar.

The redhead accepted the medal calmly, with her usual noble dignity and without a hint of pomposity: participating in tournaments is a knight's ordinary duty, as people need to see who protects them, and the knight cannot allow their skills to languish in idleness.

However, it should be noted: Matthias did a good job organizing it; Sonata did a good job inspiring him and continues to do so; and Her Majesty perfectly complemented the event. This medal was a small thing, but a pleasant one.

Now, we need to think about the clock thief, Amamius, and the debuffed Carnelians... The thief is probably already far away with his loot, but can we expand the information about him? Is Amchik not here, has he not returned with news? And the debuffs... Hmm, Phyr doesn't really like such simple "solutions." Even before the tournament, there was a temptation to wish her a strong stomach in Discordia, but instead, she tried to craft a cloak – albeit a bit clumsily – with her own hands, not relying on the unknown magic of Arabella. However, it seems there are no alternatives; we needed to fight Monogat in full force, otherwise the chances decrease, so we will have to risk the consequences of the desired magic again.

But one thing at a time.

"More fitting" - an unbidden echo ran through her mind. So, is that what it's called now? ... After finishing the battle and bowing to her opponent, Aiyano thought about how strange she must look in the eyes of her ancestors and her sisters in the temple. Was this the result Matthias-kun had expected when he invited her to participate? Accepting the medal, she thought again - micro-princess, pseudo-princess, all of this is meaningless. Ogre-princess - that's a more fitting title.

Following Sonata, the Empress herself descended to the already-rewarded fighters. 
- An unexpected result, but no less pleasant for it, - she says to her daughter in a normal tone, then continues in a half-whisper with sadness in her eyes, - I really don't want to involve you in this, but I think separating you from the others would upset you even more. But rest assured that whatever happens, I will always protect you.
She approaches Erefir.
- Looking at the tournament participant list, I expected your victory, but it seems I am not nearly as perceptive as many believe. - She places her hand on her shoulder. - Let this not break your spirit; an opportunity to prove yourself will arise again soon.

- The empire is full of glorious warriors, don't you think, our observer hidden from mortal eyes? 
- ...

Naria claps her hands. The sixteen best warriors of the tournament find themselves in the domain of war.



Since the flow of time in this location does not match the time on Anuzish, what transpires here will take no more than a moment for those who remained at the arena. 

Thanks to Aconia's charm, 16 warriors have the ability to swap their equipment before the battle begins.

- Who is she, and what is she famous for? - Ayano whispers to Bajene, returning the emeralds to the third slot.

- No way.

what about the backlight?

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-- Holy Stallia... You can't really get away with anything with Her Majesty.

To be honest, the knight has long wanted to add defeating the singularity to her to-do list... Well, the main thing is that it doesn't turn out like with the eleventh item.

-- Your Highness, do you want me to take command? -- asks the princess and winner, adhering to all the rules of etiquette.

Gion inserts an ice rose into the accessory slot and equips the medal.

May she rest in peace – the Ogre decided before answering: - If it comes to that, then yes, please. It's up to you, Erefeer-don, - he observes the woman, trying to determine her intentions. - However, we haven't even started any initiatives, and she hasn't said anything, so I don't want to jump to conclusions.

If it's possible to share information privately, after Aiyano gives the signal, the following will be conveyed:

-- This singularity is the patron of fire and deadly tournaments. She takes the best fighters from the competitions held in her honor to her domain, posthumously. It is a great fortune to see her again.

-- She knows what mercy is, but she is not afraid of bloodshed and does not shy away from it; she values courage above all else. I think we will have to fight anyway, but it wouldn't hurt to clarify the rules (assuming our charms are still working). As the winner of the competition, can you do this yourself? You can entrust it to Carneol; Garrett was blessed by the glorious saint who awaits us, perhaps that means something.

"Again?.."
However, deciding not to pass the task on to someone else, he takes a deep breath and speaks:
- Hello! Sorry for barging in here; it wasn't our intention. I hope you enjoyed the tournament. Although, I doubt the organizers expected such an outcome... Could you please tell us how we can return to the city?

- The challenge has been laid down; you will only be able to return to where you came from over my dead body.

- So, we have our answers... - Ayano whispers to Erefir over the radio. - What a suboptimal situation. Do you have any idea what we can expect? Besides a bloodbath.