Merida was both confused and amused at the fact that her opponent was a talking fox. But her interest was peaked when she saw that he also wielded a bow. "This looks like it'll be fun. I might even get new fur coat!" She immediately dodged an arrow after saying that. "Sorry, but I've never been captured yet, and I don't intend to start now." The match started at long-range, with the air being filled with arrows. Both fighters were impressed with the other's skill, but it only made them want to defeat each other more.
Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end, as Robin Hood was so focused on defeating Merida, he lost count of his arrows and didn't realize he ran out until it was too late. Looking at the field he saw that Merida was out as well, so he made a plan to grab the arrows lying on the ground. The plan would not be executed, and Merida surprised him by charging at him with her sword. His shock left him unable to dodge, and a warp later Merida was declared the winner.
"Usually you're not supposed to bring a sword to an arrow fight, but it worked out here! Now the next match, with the King of Pride Rock, Simba, vs. the Man-Hating Tiger, Shere Khan!"
The lion and tiger paced around each other. "I do not like that I was brought here by the will of Man, but his reward sounds tempting, as it can be used for my revenge." Simba's eyes narrowed. "You give off the same smell as my uncle, who killed my father. I will fight not to win, but to defeat you."
"Then let's if you have what it takes." Both jungle cats lunged at each other, hitting each other in midair and landing on their sides. It became like a wrestling match, with the two of them rolling over each other, swinging their claws, trying to land a decisive blow. But the victor was easily decided, for like Mulan, Simba's blow had the added weight of duty, and fortunately, his opponent was not one who used petty tricks. A powerful blow to the chin sent Shere Khan flying and landing on his back. Simba jumped up with the intention to pounce, only for Shere Khan to be warped away.
"And the King continues his regime! Now, for the next match, it's the Ultra-Cool Hero, Frozone! Vs. the former Street Rat, Aladdin!" Frozone was a bit confused by what The Gamer meant. "A street rat?"
"Yeah, I used to steal only what I couldn't afford, which was everything."
"So you were a thief."
"Yeah, but I only got in trouble when I got caught."
"Well, it's my job to take care of bad guys, even incompetent bad guys."
"I'm going to make you eat those words."
It…..was a short fight. One freeze blast from Frozone and Aladdin was a statue. And it took a few minutes for The Gamer to stop laughing. "OK, that was on me. I just thought a 'fire vs. ice' match would be a good idea, but I forgot about the difference in power levels. But at least we got an amusing match! Nee hee hee…." The Game quickly thawed out Aladdin and sent him to the other defeated before continuing. "Now for the next match! It's a rematch between old enemies, Gaston, who no one's like, and The Beast, man turned creature!"
The old foes stared down, careful not to make any careless moves. "This is a great, opportunity, Beast, for I shall fix a grave mistake! You shall fall, and as the winner of this tournament, Belle will be mine!"
"Not if I can do something about it Gaston, for Belle will be free to choose for herself!" Beast took advantage of Gaston's boasting to lunge forward. Gaston was able to dodge, but was still taken a bit off balance. He couldn't get into a good position to launch his arrows, so he was forced to throw them. The Beast merely swatted them away like flies, as he kept his claws swinging. Seeing little other choice, Gaston threw his cloak up in the air in front of The Beast's eyes. Readying his knife, he charged forward, only to be caught by a clawed hand. "Not this time." The Beast picked Gaston up and moved to slam Gaston against the ground, only to vanish.
"Beast is the winner! Now we'll just take a short break, before the next match between the Hun Leader Shan Yu and the Noble Prince Phillip!"