[Anthony's House, Backyard]

Drago was standing in the middle of the small backyard behind Anthony's house with crossed arms and stern glare as he simply tilted his body or used his wings and tail to easily block incoming attacks from some shadow clones he created for training. He had some of the other fighters, mainly Mysterion, Bevitor, and The Captain training as well since they could use the help, especially the first two. He only brought the Captain to help train the other two since he was the most experienced out of the two.

Bevitor ducked from a swing, then leg sweeped a clone, followed by a punch to its face. Mysterion jumped over him delivering a high kick to another clone, unfortunately both were caught off guard by the Captain who spun around in the air quickly and delivered a brutal roundhouse kick that knocked them both to the ground. Bevitor snapped his neck as he gave a small growl, quickly getting up. The Captain only stared at him with his stoic look as he growled as well. Mysterion kick flipped himself back up as he glared at the Captain. They both charged at him and tried to double team him, but the older warrior easily blocked and countered them before he grabbed them both by the scruff of their uniforms and slammed their heads against each other and tossed them to the side.

"You know I sometimes forget how Drago treats other fighters during rare training sessions." Argo commented as he looked through the window, wincing a bit when Drago and the Captain double teamed the two young fighters, knocking them to the ground and throwing them up into the air like ragdolls. Bevitor got back up as he inhaled exhaled, gaining his focus as the Captain went to jump punch him, but countered it by leaning to the right and roundhouse kicking the opening, which was the Captain's stomach, making him stumble back a bit. Bevitor didn't let up as he started to have an adrenaline rush as he started to ruthlessly punch the Captain, followed by another kick to his chest, making the Captain go in the air momentarily before landing on his feet. The Captain stood still before he suddenly sped forward and kicked Bevitor down to the ground. As he went toppling to the ground, Mysterion took his place as he started to show an impressive skill of martial arts as Bevitor was dodging Drago's attacks.

Inside the house, Boros was trying a human thing known as "Meditation", sitting on the ground with his eye closed and his arms folded across his armored chest. Metal Sonic was scanning different books on martial arts and downloading them into his hard drive while simultaneously upgrading his body and practicing the fighting moves with professional ease. Anthony was pacing a bit as he was in thought. He was currently wondering two things: how they will win; and who is the competition? It was obvious Goku, Vegeta, Gohan, Krillin, Tien shin han, and Piccolo to possibly be there, but otherwise not so sure on the other universes. Thankfully, Argo gave him an information notebook on the universes.

Universes 1, 12, 5, and 8 would be excused from the tournament since they had a higher moral ranking. And from seeing the other moral rankings, their universe was the absolute lowest out of all twelve universes. And honestly, the only reason is because Argo does his job wonderfully, but he keeps the worlds that have a chance to survive, so he can see them prosper. In one of the "rumor" sections of the info book, there was apparently a mortal fighter in one of the universes that was even stronger than their God of Destruction, However it doesn't say which one. Argo didn't want to believe that, but considering his few battles with Drago, it made him cautious. In Anthony's opinion, he really hopes they don't need to restrict Drago, but if it's Zeno's position to say otherwise, then they have no choice, no matter how fearless he is to the Omni-kings. He shook his head at the thought Drago thought it was a smart idea to even threaten an individual that can vanish his accomplishments and his family just by simply erasing the entire universe within a fraction of a second.

"How long do we have Mayden?" Argo asked suddenly to his Angel, making her jump slightly before she took a glance at her scepter/spear.

"About...10 minutes." She said after taking a glance at the small gem in her spear.

"Assuming most of the universes are there at this point?" Rodriguez asked, standing up from the couch.

"From the small information I'm seeing…" Mayden took a moment to look, before looking up. "All the universes are there, just waiting now."

"Well, Drago would probably make it a bit late...he wants to use every minute he can to train before leaving...they aren't stopping anytime soon." Gudo said as he was watching the training with the other four remaining combatants giving their hearts out for training hard. Argo nodded knowing someone like Drago would spend every minute training for tournaments. It was rare for him to bring others to train with him, but it made things easier for fighters such as Mysterion and Bevitor who were the least experienced out of the ten warriors. He honestly still doesn't understand why he hates warriors willing to learn...you'd think he would be proud to see warriors trying to learn and get better. It never seems to make sense to him at all, than again this was Drago, and he barely cares about anything unless it was important. Doesn't mean he has to be all degrading about it; but he was always known as a bitter person for obvious reasons. Argo was broke from his train of thought when Mysterion was thrown through the window, crashing onto the table in the center of the room. Most of the people looked over to the window to see Drago looking through with an arched eyebrow.

"Huh, too much?" He said shrugging with a shake of his head.

"...God damn it…" Anthony said rubbing his head.

"Hey, I'm sorry, he deserved it though."

"...I'm not going to question that." Falci said shrugging, reading a book from the shelves.

Cammina walked over to the downed Mysterion as he leaned over, looking at him with a neutral face. "You alright, bud?"

"I was punched in my ribs, that have three shattered, my leg is broken, and I was just punched through a window...I'm fan-fucking-tastic!" Mysterion said with a groan. Everyone looked at Drago, as said person put his hands up.

"Hey, his fault for not watching his blind spots." He said shrugging. "I can heal him quickly, so don't worry about having a crippled fighter."

"Just don't break my damn house…" Anthony said as he rubbed his head. "I already got bad money because I have to deal with the broken down houses in the Frankenstein district."

"No promises." Drago said shaking his head before he hit Bevitor with his backhand without looking at him when he tried to sneak attack him.

"Can't sneak attack if you make that much noise, kid." Cammina said as he helped up Mysterion.

"Got it…" Bevitor said with a groan of pain offscreen. The Captain came back inside as he dusted off his uniform with a growl, not losing his stoic look. He walked over to Argo and pointed at his wrist, then to Mayden who looked confused. Mayden made a quick "oh!" as she looked at her spear.

"We have only 8 minutes now, Captain...uh.." Mayden said looking back at the Captain who stared back. "Captain...what's your name?"

"First off, he doesn't tell anyone on the account he can't talk and he doesn't tell anyone." Drago said appearing next to him. "And second, he wanted to go now, to do some reconnaissance before the tournament begins."

"Might as well, tired of standing around all day." Gudo said as he got over next to Mayden. Drago wanted to object to the idea, but then thought about for a moment. Training for these tournaments are useful for the body and mind, but studying your competition can help strategize your approach. Argo looked at Falci with a nod as said person was...randomly wearing a punisher shirt.

"Well, everyone gather around, we have a Tournament to win." He said clapping twice. Anthony got up and walked over with his hands in his pockets, the rest of his crew walking over near Falci as well. He and Mayden nodded together before she tapped her staff on the ground twice, a second later a white aura surrounded them before they all vanished from the house. All they saw was a brief flash before they saw a new sight that gave most of them awed looks. The first thing that got their attention was the area they were in, or dimension? Everywhere they looked, all they saw was darkness and a small light like a sun.

"Welcome to the Void." Argo said looking at the place, and then to the arena they were standing on now.

"...Pretty fancy area, I must say, amigo." Rodriguez stated.

"Yeah, also got that dark atmospheric feeling." Anthony added.

"Place gives me the creeps…" Bevitor said as he looked a bit rather uncomfortable, he stumbled forward a bit when Gudo patted his back.

"Oh don't be a wimp, kid. Gotta show that fighting spirit if you want our universe to stay in tact." Gudo said. Cammina said nothing as he just scratched his chin, looking around the area with a neutral look. Drago was looking at the arena and the void with a somewhat intrigued look.

"Huh, I've only been in the void a few times in the past, this is new in a way." He commented before staring off in the distance, giving a small wave and bored look. To everyone around him, he was just staring at the void abyss and waving at nothing.

"...Umm?" Bevitor asked, since no one was saying anything and decided to break the silence.

"What? Too blind to see?" Drago asked with a slight annoyed look.

"I mean...not sure who you are waving at…" Anthony said, agreeing with Bevitor he was looking weird. Drago gave a crooked eyebrow as he thought for a moment then chuckled slightly.

"Forgot. None of you can see him like I do." He then turned to look at the void again. "Let's just say that here in the void, someone is always watching, a long forgotten Scientist who no one even knew existed because of an accident."

"...So how cool is he?" Anthony asked.

Drago shrugged. "He can make good conversations at times."

"What are the bad ones?"

"Eh...this talk about being forgotten and seeing the bad alternate realities along with his more...darker versions of himself." Drago answered shrugging. "Despite that, he proved to be one of the strongest monsters I've faced in the past, with his intellect and skill to go with it, he proved a worthy opponent." The captain grunted as he looked around with his expressionless look. The captain grunted as he looked around with his expressionless look. Soon he spotted some other fighters around the large arena, specifically the ones that got his attention were a group of three wolves, a large blue one, a small yellow one, and a medium sized red one. He grunted a bit as he walked away from the group, heading towards said wolves to get a better look.

"Hey, where are you going?" Drago called out after taking a glance at him. The Captain merely grunted at him as he continued his walk towards the three wolves. Metal Sonic's eyes then blinked with numbers as he turned to his left.

"Mechanized Warriors in readings, heading to location." He then walked away from the group as well.

"Wha-Metal!" Drago said annoyed at another team member leaving.

"...I'm sensing a powerful energy from somewhere...interesting…" Boros said as he walked off in a direction no one else was going.

"You can't be serious…" Drago facepalmed loudly before he brought them up in an annoyed fashion. "Y'know what, fuck it, everyone head out and see what you can find out about our opponents." He then took off himself in a random direction. The Sheriffs all looked at each other before they shrugged and followed suit, heading off to meet the competition. Mysterion was a bit hesitant but sighed heavily and headed to a random direction.

[The Captain]

The Captain was still heading on his walk to the three wolves that got his attention, the closer he got, the more fighters he saw behind them. The fighters there were...a bit interesting to him. Not that they meant anything to him, but more of why they choose these people to represent their universe. The closer he got now, he was getting their attention now after hearing his footsteps and occasional grunts. He stopped when the three wolves stopped in front of him, Captain giving them an expressionless look as the wolves gave their glares towards him.

"Well ain't this a surprise." The yellow wolf said with a crazed look in his eyes. "We got ourselves a fighter wanting to see us!" He finished off with a cackle.

The red wolf tsks. "This dude doesn't look so tough...could probably take him out first when I see him." The Captain in response growled at him, but never lost his emotionless expression.

"Relax there commando." the blue wolf said in a tough guy tone. "Lavender gets excited when seeing new fighters so he could beat them. Granted you don't want to be underestimated, but...yeah I dunno about that." Another growl from the Captain, but a bit more slow and deep.

"WHAT CHU SAY!?" the blue wolf said in a growl as he got up in Captain's face, giving a feral glare, the Captain keeping his expression. Once again he growled, not losing his expression at all as he leaned forward.

"The only pup here is you, army runt!" Lavender crackled. The Captain then stood back and crossed his arms as he looked at all three of them now, giving a short growl.

"Well." the red wolf said as he got close himself. "You would just have to prove it now, won't you, tough guy?" The Captain instantly took a small stance, one that meant he would fight, but not take them seriously. The blue one growled as he was about to lash out, the red one stopping him.

"Save it for the tournament, Bergamo." he insisted, causing said person to calm down a little.

"You're right, Basil, I should save my energy for when I beat this poser." Bergamo said as he stepped back a bit. The Captain grunted as he just turned around, put his hands in his pockets and walked away.

[Metal Sonic]

Metal Sonic was walking swiftly towards the other mechanical signatures he picked up on his radar sensors. Him being the new leader of the Eggman Empire after his old creator died made him study and help with fighting other machines and of course the Hedgehog he was based off of. He finally found his targets, a group of ten other mechanical warriors, though some looked cybertronic, and one looked like a large blue humanoid. His scanner scanned them all quickly as he walked closer to them, gathering their attention, along with their Kai up in the stands.

"Hmm, this is strange." Ea said with an intrigued and surprised tone at the strange blue robot heading towards them. Nigrisshi was brought to his attention when he looked over him as well. Both Metal Sonic and Nigrisshi were in front of one another as they stared each other down, studying them as they stood. Metal Sonic scanned him as he was processing info.

"Scanning: Scan complete." Metal Sonic said before tilting his head slightly. "Race: Unknown, alien. Name: Unknown. Threat Level: Low."

"...That bad, guri?" Nigrisshi asked with a small head tilt.

"Difficulty fighting: Easy." Metal Sonic added in his normal robotic voice. Nigrisshi only gave a small smile as he shrugged.

"Doesn't matter what you think of me. Narirama over there will help us to victory whether you like it or not, guri." Metal turned to face the large robot Nigrisshi mentioned. Metal stared at him with his body straightened back up a bit.

"Scanning. Scan Complete. Race: Machine, android. Name: Narirama. Threat Level:...Medium." Metal concluded before looking back at Nigrisshi. "He will pose no threat to me, the ultimate Machine of the Eggman Empire."

"We'll just have to see then, don't we, guri?" he replied with his smirk still. He was then leaning back in surprise when Metal got in his face, his eyes staring into his Red irises.

"Probability of you surviving:..." Metal Sonic's voice then went deeper, sounding a bit more like a demon. "Low…" Metal then Turned away from him and activated his jet boosters, flying away from the mechanical warriors and heading to a different location. Ea gave a surprised look as he walked over next to Nigrisshi.

"...Do you think he will be a problem?" he asked, looking at the humanoid. Nigrisshi didn't say a word as his eyes were wide, his body shaking a bit before he turned to face him.

"Yes…guri."

[Lord Boros]

"The energy I felt came from over here." Boros said as his metal boots clanked on the ground floor, looking at all the fighters he could see. 'So many fighters, so many strong energy signals, I will finally be rid of my boredom.' He stopped as he noticed a group of warriors...actually walking towards him. He looked confused for a moment before he followed suit and walked towards them, with a blank look on his single eye. They stopped in front of him as one in particular walked up to him. It was a female that had a pink tank top and purple pants as she looked at him.

"Huh, well ain't you the tough looking guy." She said in a cocky manner, a small grin on her face. "What are you suppose to be?"

"Well...I guess I can be called a strong warrior amongst others...though many tend to bore me for they never really put up much of a challenge." Boros answered.

"Heh, well lucky for you pal, your challenge is right here in front of you." The female said placing her hands on her hips. "I'll make sure you get knocked off this ring myself." Boro's looked at her for a moment with a blank stare before giving off a small smile.

"I do sense powerful energy within you…" he said with an intrigued look. "Let's see if you can actually do it though...right now both of us are just doing the talking." he ended the last part with a chuckle. His eye than focused on the other girl next to her, a smaller female with red clothing and hair tied up. "You, you're stronger than the one I'm speaking to here, who are you?" said girl jolted in surprise as she kind of hid behind the other one.

"U-um…" The girl stuttered a bit as she stared from behind the other girl.

"This here would be my protege, Kale." The first girl said with a grin. "And I'm Caulifa."

"...Rather interesting names…" Boros noted, wondering why a parent would name children after vegetables. He then leaned in a bit more to look at Kale with an interested look. "As I said, your power is far greater than...Caulifa, you must be strong fighter."

"She tends to hide it at times though...it must be her personality." Caulifa said with a simple waveoff.

"Oh nonsense." Boros said giving a chuckle. "There is always a spark to triggering that power at full potential. And I intend to find it." He finished off with a large smile, showing his sharp teeth that made Kale whimper slightly. "Who knows, you might even see my true power."

"I would back off if I were you." Boros heard as his eye went wide eyed. He looked over his shoulder to see a man with red eyes and purple skin, wearing a combat like trenchcoat. He then turned to face him with an intrigued look.

"Your power, it's strong, almost stronger than 'Kale', you must be the leader then." Boros said smirking this time.

"I wouldn't be looking for a fight with someone like me…" the purple humanoid said as he glared into Boros. Said person chuckled in slight excitement.

"Such fighting words, I must say!" Boros was getting slightly excited with these new developments. "You indeed will be a good challenge." Hit gave a glare towards Boros as he returned it with a smirking glare. Up in the stands, Champa was looking at Boros while scratching his head.

"Who the heck is he? One of Universe 7's fighters?" He asked intrigued.

"...No, he must be from a different universe...I believe the High Priest said there was a "surprise" for us later on today...could it be him?" Vados answered then gained a thoughtful look.

[Anthony and the Death Zone Sheriffs]

"So is this Goku a good fighter?" Bevitor asked as he walked next to his boss, Anthony.

"He is more than a good fighter. If anything he is more of a great warrior. He sure has the pride of one like Drago if you think about it." Anthony replied.

"Don't forget he is rather fun to be around." Rodriguez added.

"Interesting...been awhile since I saw him myself." Gudo said.

"Has he met the kid yet?" Cammina asked, jabbing a thumb towards Bevitor.

"I don't think so, but hey, good thing we are meeting up with them." Anthony said.

"Yo!" A voice shouted to them, surprising Bevitor, but the other older Sheriff's simply looked over to see the orange Gi wearing martial artist, Son Goku.

Anthony chuckled slightly as he turned to face him fully as Goku stopped in front of him. "Planning to win the tournament by yourself?" he joked as the saiyan was the only one there.

"Oh no, my team is just behind the pillar over there." Goku answered motioning his head behind him. Anthony went over and raised his hand for a handshake, to which Goku accepted.

"Well, good to see you again, old friend." Anthony said with a smile.

"Same to you." He said looking at the other sheriffs. "These your teammates?"

"Yep. the others are walking around scouting the competition." Anthony answered as Goku looked over to Bevitor.

"Who's this one, he's new." Goku asked leaning forward with a grin.

"Oh, um well…" Bevitor replied a tad bit nervously only for Gudo to wrap his arm around his neck.

"This here is our rookie sheriff, Bevitor. Only about a month in and he is still kicking." Gudo replied with a small chuckle.

"Oh, wait." Goku then gained a confused look. "Was something supposed to happen during that month for him, or was it normal?"

"Well he had to deal with Drago for most of the month so I say it's a pretty big improvement." Cammina answered.

"Drago? He still treating new recruits strangely still?" Goku somewhat joked with a laugh.

"It's how he rolls I guess. Still bothers me he hates recruits but what can ya do?" Anthony shrugged.

"Nothing really, that guy is probably more stubborn than even Beerus." Goku said shrugging. He stood silent for a moment as he looked at Anthony again. "I see you've gotten way stronger than I thought you would be."

"Well after going to an old castle and fighting the Lich King and absorbing his power, I match 50% of Drago's power." Anthony explained. Goku went wide eyed with surprise and excitement as he went "gitty".

"Half of his power?! Oh I can't wait to see your power than!" He said with an excited tone.

Anthony chuckled. "We'll see if we run into one another." Goku nodded as he slammed his fist into his palm.

"We shall see then." Goku said with a confident smirk and gaze. It soon went away when he felt a strange and high energy nearby. He looked to the side to see in the distance 10 warriors wearing black and red uniforms, one of them being familiar. "Oh, if you'll excuse me, I have someone to meet." Goku said with a quick voice as he walked over to the Red and black uniformed warriors. Cammina furrowed an eyebrow, wondering why these warriors wore...skintight attire.

"Man, talk about Power Ranger rip offs." Bevitor said chuckling.

[Drago]

'Honestly this better be a good fight, otherwise this was waste of time. If it weren't for the fact that my universe will be erased I wouldn't even be here!' Drago thought as he walked around with a bored and annoyed look. He was sensing many of the fighters here, most of them didn't even come close to his power! 'Is there no one here who can at least give me a goddamn challenge!?' After walking around for minutes of finding no strong energy levels, he finally found one. This energy though, it was unique, one he hasn't sensed or felt. He looked around to pinpoint the energy source, and stopped on a group of warriors, dressed in red and black uniforms. Curious, and intrigued, he walked over to the group of warriors, gaining the attention of one of them, a fighter with a cybernetic eye and red beret hat. Drago stopped in front of him as he looked at him, the beret wearer folding his arms as he looked at the big guy himself.

"So...you here for looking up the competition of the Pride Troopers?" he asked calmly.

"...The What?" Drago asked with an arched eyebrow.

"The Pride Troopers, the most powerful hero team of Universe 11, and of course, the team that will survive the tournament of Power." the beret said with confidence in his powers and his teams. Drago stood there staring at the fighter with a blank look, before he looked away covering his mouth with the back of his hand, trying to hold back a chuckle, or laugh he should say. The rest of the Pride Troopers, minus one of the in the back, was looking at the tall draconian with confused looks.

"S-sorry, but it's just ridiculous seeing a group of fighters who are basically ripping off a kids tv show, were you or your teammates inspired by the Power Rangers by any chance?" Drago asked after clearing his throat. "Voltron Force? The Ginyu Force?"

"Ginyu force? ...Huh, that sounds good actually…" A purple rabbit Trooper, who almost looked like Beerus, thought until a large man with a mustache swatted him in the back of the head.

"Have you no pride for our Pride Trooper name!?" he said in a scolding tone. "Shame on you, Dyspo!"

"S-sorry Leader Toppo."

"Oho jesus…" Drago said with a shake of his head as he chuckled. "Can you be any more ridiculous than you are right now?"

"How dare you mock the Pride Troopers, the heroes of Universe 11!" Toppo said as every single member, minus a humanoid who just stood in the front with no pose whatsoever as the others did ridiculous poses. Unfortunately, that was enough to make Drago himself laugh, it started with just a snort, then a chuckle, then laughter.

"Oh my god, this is better than power rangers AND The Ginyu Force!" Drago laughed at them. "At Least the power rangers have something unique about their outfits, you all are just ridiculous in my eyes!"

Toppo gave a small growl as he had a tick on his head, not liking the fact he is mocking his team. The grey humanoid who was just standing there just gave a glare towards Drago as he suddenly appeared in front of him. The Draconian actually stopped laughing as he went slightly wide eyed from this large amount of power being shown in this one particular "Pride Trooper." Drago was still wide eyed, before he gained his serious glare, looking over this new fighter. Out of all of them, this one was the strong power level he sensed. The new fighter glared back as he and Drago had a bit of a stare off between each other.

"...Did anyone tell you that you look like a buffed up version of the Greys?" Drago asked breaking the silence between them. "Because you remind me of them with your appearance." he said nothing as he just never lost his gaze, his eyes almost basically piercing at Drago's. The other Pride Troopers were staring with tense silence, seeing these two having a small stare off this long was rare, and it meant somethings if it meant their strongest fighter took his time. Drago's hands twitched slightly, giving a small, inaudible growl as the new fighter didn't say a word.

Up in the stands, the Supreme Kai of Universe 11, Khai, looked down to see Drago having a stare off with the grey warrior. "Belmod, you should look at this, the Pride Troopers have a guest." The clown of Destruction gave a questionable hum as he glanced over to see Jiren staring down this giant of a reptile. Belmond only chuckled.

"Why should I be bothered by this? Jiren would rip him a new one in a matter of seconds." he said as he was completely confident with Jiren. The Angel, Marcaita, looked down at Drago, then moved her gaze up to see Mayden sitting on the far side looking a bit nervous. When she looked up to see Marcaita staring at her, she looked away quickly after looking at Drago briefly.

"Hmm, I believe he's a warrior of Argo's universe." She said smirking slightly. "And judging from his looks, I believe he's the one Argo referred to as the "God Killer", the one Beerus and Whis said who defeated them in a fight." Belmod gave a look towards Drago as he studied him...he could see why Beerus and Whis were afraid of him due to the power he is feeling from Drago. It seemed he wasn't the only God of Destruction who couldn't defeat a mortal in their universe.

"That one might be a problem, so they'll have to exercise caution." He said taking a glance between the Pride Troopers and the giant Draconian. Their little stare off was cut short when a familiar martial artist came over.

"Hey, Toppo!" Said person looked over surprised to see Son Goku walking over to them. Behind Goku was Anthony and the rest of the sheriff's.

"Son Goku…" Toppo said with a stern glare. Drago broke off from his little "staring contest" with Jiren at the mention of the saiyan's name.

"Hello again, Super Saiyan." Drago greeted with a small nod.

"Oh, Drago! Been awhile since our last spar match!" Goku stated with his usual smile, his hands on his hips.

"It has, how's the spine?" Drago asked with a small smirk.

"It's getting better. How's your temple?" Goku answered and asked. Drago gave a small growl, remembering Goku getting a very good hit in that area.

"Great." He answered in his normal tone before he gained his stoic glare again. "So, you know these Power Ranger Wannabes?" The Pride Troopers, minus the tall grey one, had tick marks on their heads as Toppo growled in anger.

"The Pride Troopers? Yeah, of course! Pretty powerful team to fight against I'll tell ya that!" Goku answered.

"Really? Cause the only one I see as an actual fighter is their Grey on steroids there." Drago said jabbing a thumb at Jiren. Goku looked at said person with a smirk.

"Hey-!" suddenly Goku went wide eyed as Jiren suddenly was behind them, making Drago surprised as well.

"Your both annoying, leave." Jiren spoke up as Goku quickly turned around, shocked at his speed. Drago shook out of his shock as he glared at him.

"Well sorry, one of my fighters suggested to do reconnaissance here, so don't blame me." He said with a small eyeroll. Jiren only stared at him with his default glare as he said nothing else. It was back to the small stare off again, Goku looking between both Drago and Jiren as they glared at each other. This was like a dream battle waiting to happen: three strong competitors at a square off.

"...I have a funny strange about this." Bevitor whispered to Cammina.

"Just try to deal with it. This funny feeling always happens." Cammina whispered back. Bevitor nodded as the three fighters all stared at one another. Anthony and Rodriguez just looked at one another with neutral looks before looking back at the three.

[Mysterion]

The defender of South Park was looking around the arena, feeling a bit underwhelmed from all the other strong fighters. Compared to most of them, in his opinion, he was weak compared to them in terms of power maybe. Suddenly he bumped into someone as the one he bumped into fell to the ground.

"ow…" a female voice said as Mysterion looked down. The person on the ground was a young, pale skinned human-like woman with purple hair and a pair of glasses. She wore a white hat and with a yellow overcoat, an orange skirt, and a white undershirt with long baggy sleeves. The skirt reaches to the top of her thighs and she also wears red shoes.

"Oh, uh...sorry." Mysterion said in his normal, gravel tone as he looked down at her, holding his hand down at her. She adjusted her glasses and smiled at him, accepting the hand.

"Don't worry about it! I should've been paying attention." she said with an outgoing tone. Mysterion helped her up, staring at her for a long time with his stoic look, that softened a bit as he continued to stare. The girl adjusting herself as she placed her hands on her hips. "Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Su Roas, member of the Kamikaze Fireballs! You can just call me Su."

"...I am Mysterion, defender of my home South Park, and the last and only member of friends who is still alive." Mysterion said introducing himself. Su gave a small saddened look at the last part.

"I'm sorry to hear about your friends." she said with a small sympathetic tone.

"No need to be. What has happened, happened." He said shaking his head. "They all went out as they wanted, in a bang and in glory." Su looked at him and them smiled at him.

"Well, either way, it was nice meeting you, Mysterion." she bowed to him politely. Mysterion kept staring at her with his stoic look that was almost deteriorated by now. This girl, almost reminded him of someone important from his past. She smiled as she continued to walk past him, walking towards two other girls that were currently waiting for her. He shook his head clear afterwards, resting a hand on his head as he started to walk away from the location, heading back to the spot where he and the rest of his team walked away from. Standing next to her friends, Su was watching Mysterion leave with a curious look on her face.

[Drago and Anthony]

"So far most of the fighters here are easy targets, although a fighter like Goku or 'Jiren' will prove a small problem." Drago said as the rest of the recruited warriors were returning from their little scouting missions.

"This Jiren guy...he seems different from the rest of those Pride Troopers, huh?" Anthony thought, rubbing his chin.

"I will deal with him when the time comes." Drago said crossing his arms. "For now, we focus on staying in the arena." Anthony was about to say something the High Priest soon teleported in front of him and Drago.

"I'm sorry if I'm interrupting your discussion of strategy, but there's something that needs to be done first before the tournament." The High Priest said looking at Drago.

"What is it now?" Drago asked with a glaring growl.

"While discussing with the other angels and God of Destructions, most of them agreed that they wish to restrain some of your power to make this tournament fair."

"...What?"

"We've all viewed you in action from Whis showing us from his staff. The Omni-Kings see is it's "not fair" for someone from your level of power to end this tournament in a short matter of time. They wish to have a fair tournament so they all have a chance to win. And that was the final conclusion." the High Priest explained.

"So you want me to deliberately weaken my own power just because two brats wish to be entertained?" Drago asked with a sarcastic growl.

High Priest shrugged, ignoring his sarcasm. "The decision was made, either you put these restrainer bracelets on, or your universe is gone…" he then leaned in with a blank look. "I would chose the wise decision if I were you." Drago growled at him as he uncrossed his arms and tightened one of his hands into a fist, not happy at all about this. Anthony only stared at the two blankly, honestly not liking the idea either, but he can't do or say anything about it. Drago looked away as he thought on his answer, after about two minutes, he made up his mind.

"Fine." He growled out. The High Priest smiled at this as he levitated the two restrainer bracelets towards Drago. He growled a bit in anger, but took them and placed them on his wrists, the bracelets glowing a faint black aura before the crystal inside turned from blue to black with a red swirl. The High Priest then disappeared as Anthony looked at Drago, who looked back. Both knew they weren't happy about the idea, but Anthony was more calmer about it than Drago.

Within a few minutes, The High Priest appeared above all the competitors, to which they all looked up and went silent.

"Now that everyone is here, I shall explain the rules for the tournament of power once more." The High priest began as the combatants listened. "The time limit is 100 taks. The central pillar will descend as time passes, when it reaches the floor level, the tournament is over."

"100 taks?" Bevitor asked slightly confused.

"100 taks is equal to 48 minutes." Metal Sonic explained with a nod.

"Oh." Bevitor said with a nod.

"Weapons other than technique are forbidden, as is killing." The high priest continued. "Just knock your opponents off the stage. Even incapacitated warriors are safe until they're knocked off the stage."

'We'll have to be careful then when it comes to this tournament. And I have to make sure I knock off my enemies here.' Drago thought with a grunt.

"Skills to prevent falling, such as floating, cannot be used." The high priest said as he took a glance at specific warriors. "However, warriors with wings can still fly. Also, no matter how wounded, using items to heal is forbidden." The high priest then stood straight up. "That is all for the rules." Everyone in the arena and in the stands were talking with one another as Drago and Anthony looked at all their opponents with calculative eyes. Drago was more tense than anything, this tournament, will show them who's universe will live, and which ones will be erased.