Sectonia has looked into a vast amount of worlds through the dimensional mirror in search for outside help. She has seen numerous of potential candidates, although many of them had flaws that troubled her. In some of the previous worlds, she has seen different versions of a human with pointy ears in all green confronting some sort of shape shifting human that transformed into a monstrous hog beast with nothing more than a sword and shield. Although his skills are great, they never seem to be enough to finish the beast for good, as he continued to appear throughout the green human's world, taking in different final forms almost each encounter. If he cannot stop his enemy, what chance would he have at protecting someone dear, like the queen?
Another world she looked into had an odd explorer running around the planet with an army of red, blue, yellow, white, and purple aliens. Although their numbers were great and could easily surpass the numbers of her soldiers, the obstacles they encountered were plates, soda bottles, and even utensils, meaning that they were shorter than the food here. There was no way those tiny aliens could protect her from the mirror's vision, especially if they can be eaten by creatures of the same size.
At some point she came across a unique M-shaped ship. Inside contained a human female wielding an orange suit filled to the brim with weapons and gadgets. Sectonia examined her with interest at the type of beasts she slain using the suit, ranging from the cunning to the powerful. Even when her suit was taken apart or severely weakened, it regained strength and came back more powerful than before. The female human's weapon could even rival Sectonia's power if it was given the chance to adapt. The queen believed her to be the perfect guard . . . were it not for the fact that she was a bounty hunter. Realizing that there was potential for someone else to pay for her services and off the queen, Sectonia looked elsewhere, much to Taranza's chagrin, as he was fascinated by the black jelly-like creature that called the bounty hunter "mom."
Sectonia zoomed out of the most recent planet and looked into the space map on the mirror again, bewildered at what she just saw.
"Well Sectonia, it looks like the people here have. . . interesting ways of fighting." Taranza commented, also in shock.
"I'll have to agree with you Taranza. Who would have ever thought that ridiculously short red-and-blue figure was able to take out that giant lizard? But to think he would be playing sports with the same monster..."
The last world she looked at had a human who kept growing and shrinking in size, but somehow outsmarted a dinosaur-like reptile and sent it into a lava pit. It was pretty clear that the human was crafty and clever, using various power ups to overcome obstacles and reach his goal to save his queen (based on her tiny crown). However, in that same world, she saw both characters racing around the fortress in go-karts, which doesn't make any sense to her whatsoever. Why would enemies be having a friendly racing sessions with each other? There would be no way she could take the people in that world seriously if that is how they deal with their problems.
Sectonia pressed her hand against her forehead and rubbed it in thought. "All these warriors are no good. They're either too weak or could easily overthrow me if persuaded. I need to find the right balance. . ."
"Sectonia, is something wrong?" Taranza asked in concern after hearing her sigh.
"No no Taranza, I'm fine. Just disappointed that I couldn't find the answer to my problem." She replied with a hand wave.
"Well, you don't always have to find the answer right away. Just take your time and eventually, it will come to you."
Sectonia thought about the advice Taranza gave to her before replying back. "Perhaps you are right. There is always an opportunity to search again and since the universe is endless, I can just take my time."
Taranza nodded, happy he got the queen to agree with him. However, it was not long before she focused her attention on the mirror again, looking onto another world. This baffled him until she spoke up again.
"This will be the last world I'll look at today. If nothing of value is here, I will give the mirror and my magic a much needed break. Perhaps you'll join me for lunch too?"
Taranza clapped his hands in agreement. "Gladly!" he shouted.
Sectonia zoomed into one of the continents of the planet and saw a monochromatic-themed stadium, its shape reminding her of the arenas she occasionally hosted in Floralia. Next to it was a gray dome, where more humans are pouring out and walking towards the stadium.
"This mirror must really like humans..." Sectonia thought.
She peered over the arena to be greeted by a surprisingly colorful show for a black-and-white stadium. Fireworks and electricity were pouring out from the bowl, making it look more like a celebration than a time for a challenge. Taranza gazed at the light show with enthusiasm, relating to the energetic atmosphere. Sectonia kept silent and waited for the show to pass to see the willing participants.
For the finale, three separate rockets were launched into the sky, colored black, gray, and white accordingly. Each went their own separate ways before exploding into the sky, showering the show with a rainbow of colors. Sectonia raised an eyebrow in interest at the final word spelled out in the explosion, "Pokemon World Tournament."
"A world tournament huh. . ." she said without thinking.
The fireworks cleared up and the mirror zoomed into the arena to show the stage, already covered from head to toe with damage from previous competitors. There were crates littered everywhere ranging from small to huge and metal scraps covered the floor, making it hazardous to walk. On two edges of the rectangular battle zone were a human. The one on the left was wearing a pair of red goggles while donning a green and yellow attire along with a white/brown hat with horns. The one on the right wore a business suit of all brown. Sectonia would have easily dismissed this world if it were just more humans fighting against each other.
"Sectonia, look at the creatures next to them!" Taranza suddenly called out in surprise.
Sectonia looked to the green human to see a blue beetle about his size accompanying him. It reminded her a great deal of the Hornheads that pop up around Floralia from time to time, except for the fact that its eyes were yellow and it was standing on two feet. The human on the right had a giant brown dinosaur covered with jagged rock-like edges next to him. Its size was much larger than the human and the beetle combined and had the muscles to prove his power. Surrounding its neck was a collar much like Sectonia's, albeit without decoration, giving it the impression of a king.
Both of the humans shouted out something, but the mirror was unable to pick up the sound among the huge crowd. However, whatever it was made the two creatures charge at each other. The dinosaur rushed wildly towards the beetle, its jaw wide open and ready to take a bite out of the itsy-bitsy bug. Taranza covered his eyes in anticipation of the beetle's guaranteed defeat while Sectonia's eye remained glued onto the sight.
Sure enough the dinosaur clamped down onto the blue bug. However, what she saw happen made her speechless. The rock reptile, instead of biting through the bug as she expected, couldn't bite down at all as its mouth was stopped by the beetle's segmented arms.
"Taranza, look at this!" She shouted with enthusiasm. Taranza opened his eyes to see the beetle now lifting the king-like creatures off of its feet with ease. Not even a sweat dropped from the bug as he tossed the beast behind him, exposing its belly to the air.
"Woah!" Taranza said in awe.
The beetle, not done with the fight yet, leaped into the air and held its right arm high up. It came flying down on the beast's belly and smashed it with an armor-breaking chop. The beast let out a horrifying roar of pain, loud enough to send tremors down onto the spectators, including Taranza and Sectonia.
The beast wriggled about until it stood up again, throwing the beetle away from it. The dinosaur charged at the bug again, swishing its muscular tail to and fro. The beetle went into a stance grinning and urged the beast to come at it, taunting it with a wave of its palm. The dinosaur, seeing this gesture, became enraged and lifted its tail high before swing it towards the annoying insect.
This time, the blow connected to the taunter and was picked up by the momentum of the swing. Taranza flinched at the impact of the tail while Sectonia's hands became fists, not of anger, but of excitement.
Suddenly, the beast's tail stopped moving, confusing the audience and the dinosaur. It looked over to its tail to see the beetle grabbing onto its tail, holding its ground. Sectonia gasped as she realized its plan.
"No way! Is it going to. . .?"
The beetle grinned once more and began spinning on his own, applying the opposite momentum onto the beast's tail. The dinosaur was taken off of his feet as the beetle's speed picked up, almost doubling the power of the swing he took. The beast could do nothing but roar as the beetle's strength treated him like a ragdoll.
The beetle suddenly shifted the momentum downward, applying all of his strength to make the beast collide with the floor. The stadium rumbled and shook as the two met each other, covering the arena with smoke. The arena became silent as they wait for the fumes to dissipate.
However, the beetle was not content with waiting for the smoke to clear up and instead rammed underneath the beast and used its horn to lift it in the air. Its back opened to reveal a pair of clear wings, and it flew into the air and above the smoke, revealing to all of its victory. The dinosaur was thoroughly knocked out, with his tongue lolling out from its mouth and eyes in a daze. There was no way it could fight back.
Loud cheers and shouts erupted from the stadium in celebration. The screen in the stadium displayed a point for the human on the left, which hinted to the two otherworldly spectators that the beetle was on his side. The beetle puffed out its chest and raised his arms in the air, indulging in the attention from his victory.
"Wow, I never expected that bug to have such amazing strength!" Taranza shouted in excitement over the victory. "Imagine if our soldiers were that strong. . . Sectonia?"
Sectonia continued to look at the mirror in awe of the sight she saw. Never before has she seen such a spectacle and display of power. None of the Hornheads in Floralia could achieve such a feat, even with their powers combined.
". . . Sectonia? Are you alright?" Taranza interrupted the queen's sight with his head in concern. She slowly pushed his head out of the way to see the beast in the mirror glow bright yellow and return back to the human in the business suit.
He gritted his teeth and tossed out an odd white ball into the arena. The ball popped open to reveal his next creature, made entirely of steel plates and rock armor. Two horns protruded out from its head accompanied with a scowl that could rival a crocodile's smile. It's size, although not as large as the dinosaur before it, is still larger than the beetle. Perhaps an encore is about to occur?
This time, the beetle was the first to attack and clenched its fist, running towards the target. It thrusted its arm at the creature, but a blue shield intercepted the attack, surprising Sectonia and Taranza. They would have thought that the layered armor would deflect the attack rather than a projected shield.
The steel monster cloaked itself in a white light after the impact, and released a burst of energy all around it, sending the beetle tumbling a good distance. The blue bug eventually stopped rolling and got back up in the nick of time. Although hurt, the bug grinned again before trying to attack the iron wall again. Sectonia continued to watch the scene beholding her along with Taranza. Could the insect be reaching its limit?
"C'mon, Heracross, hang in there! Try another Brick Break" Eon shouted to Heracross, who was charging at the opposing Aggron once more with its favorite attack. He prepared for another chop. . .
"Aggron, Protect one more time!" John the businessman ordered, now confident he has a chance to knock out the irritating bug wrestler.
"Grrraoooooon!" the steel Pokemon roared out and created another shield in anticipation. Just like before, Heracross chopped at the shield again, which easily deflected his attack, although the shield began showing signs of instability.
"An opening, use Aerial Ace!" John pointed and yelled.
The Aggron, who played defensive since his appearance, ran towards the delayed bug Pokemon and sliced at it twice using its horns.
Heracross was unable to react to the speed of the cut and took the full blow of the attack and was sent high into the air on the second strike.
"Oh no, Heracross!" Eon cried out as Heracross was sent flying, unable to regain his momentum.
"Remarkable!" The announcer commented at the sudden turn of events. "The trainer has suddenly chosen to go on the offensive and attacked the Heracross at its weakest, with a flying-type move at that! Can Heracross handle such a devastating blow?"
Heracross crashed in front of Eon, covered in the marks of Aggron's powerful attack. Both the trainer and Heracross had their teeth gritting, one in anticipation and the other in anger.
"C'mon Heracross, you can do it! This is what all of us have been training for. Show the world. . ." Eon slipped the goggles on his forehead onto his eyes and threw his fist in the air, "what you are made of!"
Heracross struggled, but lifted himself back from the floor. He gradually rose off akin to the evolution of mankind, from all fours to a lean and eventually. . .
"Crrrr. . . Hah!"
Heracross let out a roar of his own and a large grin returned onto his face. Inner strength was emanating out from his body that even Eon and the audience could see.
John looked over to see the Heracross standing again, ready to fight some more. "Careful Aggron," he warned his Pokemon. "That Heracross is coming at you again. Just repeat the strategy one more time and we'll get closer to the perfect armor for you and me!"
Aggron nodded and switched to a defensive position once more.
"Now Heracross, go!" Eon pointed to the steel type and gave his Pokemon a thumbs up.
"Haaaaaa!" Heracross ran towards the target with another arm in the air.
"This is it Aggron, protect one more time!" The businessman shouted.
Aggron concentrated his body to generate another blue shield to block the attack. However, the shield had severe trouble maintaining its form and stability after reflecting Heracross's previous attacks.
Just as Heracross was about to make contact, Eon shouted, "Now! Close Combat!"
Heracross went from running to flying towards the Aggron, with both of his fists aimed towards the defensive Pokemon. Aggron remained unaware of the status of his shield and waited for the attack to come at him to make the counterattack.
What came next surprised John and Aggron.
The first punch broke through the weakened blue barrier with ease, dissipating the energy around it. The second punch collided right into Aggron body, cracking into its armor and emitting a clanging sound for the audience to hear.
"Grooooooaag!" Aggron shouted in pain, but no way was Heracross done yet. Heracross boosted the speed of his flurry of jabs, dealing faster and further damage to the now vulnerable steel type. Each strike rippled throughout the Pokemon, breaking through any defense his armor provided him. Pound after pound, fist after fist Heracross wore down Aggron inside and out. Dents and cracks littered all over its body, even to the areas where the Heracross has not touched. Even Heracross was feeling the heat, as underneath his shell his body increased rapidly in temperature to the point it emitted steam of its own.
"Now lift him in the air with your Megahorn!" Eon commanded, feeling the blows Heracross was dishing out. Heracross tackled the Aggron down with his magnificent horn, aiming at the zone he smashed into Aggron and lifted the former steel wall into the air.
"Aggron no!" the trainer panicked.
Eon pumped out his arm and gave one final command. "This is it! Finish it with a Brick Break!" Heracross flew towards the now falling Aggron with a fist sticking out.
"Craaaaaaa!" The bug screamed at the dropping metal.
"Grooooo!" Aggron and the trainer shouted in synch as the distance to impact shrunk to zero.
An explosion occurred from the strike, covering the two in smoke again. Aggron was the first to fall out of the smoke cloud on his back, too weakened to get up. On top of him was Heracross, who stood with his chest puffed out, victorious.
The crowd went wild with applause for the bug Pokemon. The monitor brightened up again and added another point toward Eon's team.
"Oh my god I don't believe it! What an amazing turnaround by Heracross!" The announcer shouted into his microphone.
Heracross pumped his arm into the air to enjoy the spoils of his win before rolling off Aggron and onto the floor in exhaustion. The audience all gasped like ghouls after the victor collapsed. It was not long before Heracross got up and wobbled to his trainer, who supported him with his shoulder.
"Amazing job man!" Eon congratulated his Pokemon with an arm-length hug, providing some support for Heracross to lie down on.
"Heh. . ." the Pokemon let out a chuckle and hugged back. Eon took out a Pokeball and pointed it at Heracross.
"No arguing this time, though. You deserve a much needed break." He said and recalled Heracross back inside, proud of his Pokemon's power.
The announcer continued doing his job. "John is now down to his last Pokemon! Just what kind of surprise could the Pokeball contain?"
"Auuuuugh, this can't be happening!" The businessman on the other side shouted and ruffled his bushy hair. Frantically he recalled his defeated Aggron into its Pokeball and took out a third one. "I have already came this far. I will not be defeated like this!"
"Err, John?" Eon called out to the panicking man in brown. "This is only the first round, you know. The tournament barely started for all of us."
"That makes it even worse!" John yelled back and threw his last Pokeball onto the field, popping out to reveal his last Pokemon.
A large, red Pokemon with black markings and gray belly appeared where the Pokeball popped. It had a long, toothy snout and large tail that actually looked as though it came from a crocodile. It's face sported a black mask where its eyes are.
"And so John's last stand has arrived, Krookodile!" The audience uproared in excitement after the announcer spoke. "Will it be able to turn the tide of this battle?"
Eon looked at John's last Pokemon and grinned to himself. "Krookodile huh? I have the perfect Pokemon for it. . ."
". . .sa." A voice above Eon got his attention. He looked up to see his Larvesta, who was watching the spectacle in front of him, full of excitement and energy from the previous fights. "Vesssa!" The horns on its head glowed as bright as a lamp, emitting heat and steam in the process.
"Woah Larvesta, take it easy." Eon attempted to contain the baby Pokemon's energy with his voice. "I'm certain to let you get your first taste of battle in the tournament, but. . ."
"Va!" The Pokemon rejected Eon's haggling and jumped off of his head, landing right onto the battlefield. Eon's face became dark upon realizing that it was too late to change the larva Pokemon's mind. His realization only became worse when he remembered that no switching was allowed when a Pokemon entered the field.
"Well this is interesting!" The announcer continued on, his voice now almost taunting Eon. "The Larvesta that made its home on Eon's head has leaped onto the field! Perhaps it wanted in on the action as well?"
"Oh man this is bad, very bad," Eon worried.
"Finally, a battle in my favor. . ." The businessman thought to himself in relief.
The Krookodile walked over towards the energetic larva Pokemon and looked down on it. Larvesta was jumping in place with two of its legs out in the air, ready to take on a Pokemon multiple times its size.
"Ki. . .Ki. . ." the Krookodile held in a snicker. Larvesta stopped jumping and looked at its opponent in confusion. Krookodile's snickering became louder and louder until he uproared in hysteria.
"Kekekekekekeke!" The Kookodile pointed and laughed at the larvesta, unable to believe it has to take on such a tiny target. "Ahahahahaha!" His laughter rang throughout the arena, making a couple of the audience join in on the laughter.
Larvesta looked around to see others laughing at it. It could not understand why the audience was laughing nor why its opponent haven't attacked yet. However, there was something about this moment that made it angry. Its horns flare up even higher and aimed at the Krookodile's mouth.
"Ta!" Larvesta fired off five small embers from its horns right into the Krookodile's gaping mouth, making it close immediately. Smoke poured out from its mouth and nostril and granular sweat drenched its face. For a second, it looked as though the Krookodile was boiling up before finally opening its mouth.
"Kwaaaaaa!" It roared out as flames erupted from its mouth. The audience let out a synchronous "ooooh" sound at the fire the Krookodile had in its mouth. Krookodile tried to spit the flames out of its mouth onto the ground, but misaimed and the spitfire splattered onto its feet, spreading the flames. As if facing a curse of irony, the Krookodile was the one jumping about.
Still enraged by the Krookodile's Torment, Larvesta took the opportunity to ram the ground type's stomach. It dashed towards the blazing ground type and tackled it with its entire body, pushing it back towards John's direction. "Roo!" Krookodile groaned as it was shoved against its will. Krookodile lost its balance at the last push and fell on its back, finally putting out the flames in his mouth and feet.
Eon watched in shock as the Pokemon he treated like a child fought against the foe many times its size. A smile of amazement formed as the revelation of Larvesta's strength manifested before him.
John freaked out at the bad luck he was facing in battle, now that even a baby Pokemon was giving him a hard time. He probably would be pulling off his hair were it not for the fact that he was on national television. Even then, the viewers could tell that he was in a pinch as his suit became more ruffled and messy the longer the fight went on.
"Krookodile, how many times do I have to tell you? Do not underestimate the foe!" He lectured. "Now get up and use Crunch on it it before it's too late!"
"Sssssssssile. . .!" Krookodile hissed and forced itself back up, leering at the Larvesta with a toothy grin. Larvesta's fuzz straighten up and sent a tingling sensation down throughout its body, telling it one thing.
To run.
"Kra!" Larvesta began running away right when the Krookodile roared and began its pursuit, chasing it all around the rattled battlefield. Through crates and jagged boulders, the Larvesta ran and the attacker followed, tearing apart the field even further. In spite of Krookodile's burly body that should have slowed it down, it's legs strided throughout the chase, even picking up speed as it went on.
"And now the Krookodile is on the attack!" The announcer said. "How long can Larvesta run before it runs out of energy?"
"This isn't looking good," Eon thought, his fists clenched in anticipation. "At this rate, the Krookodile will catch up with Larvesta and then. . ." Eon shook the horrifying image out of his mind. "No. I need to have confidence that Larvesta can withstand whatever I in Krookodile's arsenal!" Eon looked over to see Larvesta grazing away from Krookodile's Crunch, making him shudder in fear. "Still. . ."
It was then he realized that he didn't even give a command to Larvesta throughout the fight. Realizing how much of an idiot he was, he yelled out to his Pokemon just when it was corned between a deep pitfall and the attacker.
"Larvesta, remember! When you are trapped, just struggle away like the bug you were born to be!"
Eon's word filled Larvesta's head like solving a jigsaw puzzle. There was something about that sentence that made it stop and think. It didn't even pay attention when the Krookodile caught up to it and picked it up. Even with Krookodile's jaw opening up to chomp at it, it still remained lost in thought.
Struggle away like the bug you were. . .
Struggle like the bug. . .
Bug struggle? No. . .
Struggle Bug!
Just before the Krookodile's jaws clamp onto the bug type, Larvesta became covered in a green, slippery scales that quickly scattered all over the Krookodile's face, getting into it's eyes and stopping it's attack. Krookodile wailed out as the messy substance intruded into its nostrils and other openings on its face and dropped the struggling Larvesta to focus on the new task at hand. It rubbed at its teary eyes and picked at its long snout to try and separate the irritating substance from him, but it clung on to its sockets and flared even more, making the walking crocodile cry out.
The announcer continued shouting into his microphone. "What a pinch! Just when all seemed lost for the Larvesta, it used Struggle Bug and got away, leaving Krookodile disoriented from a powerful attack!"
John no longer cared that he was on TV as he started pulling his hair apart, ignoring the pain of yanking his own hair out. "Auuugh this can't be happening!" He complained.
Eon wiped the sweat from his brow and praised his Pokemon, "That was some quick thinking, Larvesta. Now take it down with a Flame Charge!"
"Lave!" Larvesta jumped about the field, gaining momentum with each leap. Its horns flared up and cover the jumping jelly bean with flames, turning it into a ball of fire. With each hop it snickered as it reached the distracted Krookodile.
By the time Krookodile could see through the green cloud it was too late.
Larvesta crashed head on to Krookodile's face at full force, shoving it a good distance before the Larvesta bounced away from the attack. Krookodile, although dazed, regained its footing and did its best to shake off the attack. Krookodile heard the sound of cracking and it peeked its eye open to see the green powder-like scales around it popping uncontrollably until they all combusted into an explosion that enveloped the Pokemon. It was strong enough to send Larvesta flying backwards from the impact, rumbling and tumbling like a tumbleweed. It was rolled all the way back to Eon, who caught Larvesta with his arms. He looked over to see the Krookodile collapsing onto it knees and then crashing onto the ground, defeated.
The crowd went wild again. The people who once laughed at Larvesta are now clapping with joy that such a small Pokemon overcame a huge obstacle. Confetti littered the air as music resumed playing into the air. Somewhere in the distance a horn sounded, marking the end of the fight.
The display screen lighted up again and added another tally to Eon's score. The second it became three, his face on the display grew brightly as the words "VICTORY" flew across the screen.
"And just like that the match is over! Eroz Dan Eon is victorious and can advance to the next round!" The announcer finished talking with style and swung his microphone around like a western revolver. Eon facepalmed himself, forgetting to remind the announcer to call him by his last name. However, seeing his Larvesta filled with so much happiness made his anger dissipate.
"Vata, Vata!" The Larvesta celebrated its first victory by burying its face into Eon's clothes. He smiled and hugged the Pokemon in return.
"That, was, awesome!" Eon shouted and praised.
"Nyaaaargh!" A cry from the other side of the battlefield brought his attention to John, who has pulled off all of his bushy hair. The buttons that held his suit together were mostly broken, revealing his white vest to the world. His tie was uncurled and his sleeves were pulled off. The last thing he did was raise his Pokeball into the air to call back Krookodile before crashing onto the ground.
"I need a vacation. . ." was all John could say before he unconsciously walked back towards the gray dome, no longer caring about his appearance.
"Wow, those small creatures sure pack a punch!" Taranza pepped out.
Sectonia remained silent as the human carrying the little bug walked out of the arena, celebrating the little one's victory. She would have been content with just one powerful creature like that blue beetle from before, but to think that there would be more. . .
"So that hat on his head was actually. . . one of them?" She inquired.
"I think it was always there, Sectonia. It was probably watching the match on that human's head. There might be even more accompanying him than I thought. . ." Taranza suggested to the queen.
"More?"
"I believe so. Look at the screen." Taranza pointed underneath the red goggled human's face on screen to see six spheres, two of which held pictures of the blue beetle and the larva. "From what I have seen, it looks like the two fighters that won are connected to this. . .Eroz human. There's space underneath him can hold four more creatures. So he might be supporting. . . six total?"
Sectonia gasped out loud at the amount of fighters accompanying this human. "Each one with that much strength could easily hold their own. If there are six them, they could be enough. . . but are they too good?" She thought to herself.
". . .Queen Sectonia, you're worrying me the more you stare out like that," Taranza pouted at Sectonia after seeing that she was in her own world again. She quickly snapped out her daze and snapped her fingers.
"Taranza, there is a slight change of plans," She announced. "I think I may have found the solution to all of our troubles, but I must see this tournament to the end. Would you mind preparing some tea for us? This might take a while to finish."
Taranza reluctantly got up from his comfortable gem seat. "As you wish, my queen. . ." He floated away, confused at Sectonia's recent change in behavior.
"Just what does looking at a tournament have to do with solving a problem in the first place?" He thought.
Meanwhile, Sectonia kept her eye on the so called trainer of the fighters that won the round of the tournament. She watched the human call out the rest of his team, a series of other bug-like creatures with one just as big as the reptile from before. A smile grew on her face as she watched him interact with the creatures.
"You should feel honored Eroz, for your gladiators have caught the eye of a queen. . ."