It was all so strange to her.

Not the myriad of people, creatures and demons assembled on these podiums, not the fact Hudson and Emillia wasn't stringing her along, and certainly not the fact that she was seemingly in another world entirely, but just the fact this building seemed in good condition. In her whole life, she had never seen any building as large as this being in either great condition, without gang members or demons infesting it, or without any sort of wildlife living inside it. It was akin to someone who had lived in the mountains their whole life, perfectly content with what they had, and then being told there was a place called the sea, where water stretched out as far as their eyes can see.

And then told they need to fight all the monsters inside it to get a single wish.

All these... things on the podiums. Were these to be her opponent? There were some she could understand, like that large dumb-looking fellow over there, or the girl shrouded in black cloth, but there were others like that huge hulking demonic looking person, or the draconic woman. All of a sudden, she wished she had asked more about the tournament, especially when they mentioned they needed to [i]kill[/i] the opposition. Juniper glared at the two behind her, with Emillia swiftly averting her eyes as Hudson met her gaze.

Perhaps it was her own fault for not asking more, but a tournament did not usually mean they were to kill each other. Perhaps in the demon world it did. In any case, she was already in the tournament, and just leaving right now would be rude. There was also the fact that there was a demonic machine here which consumes the souls of the fallen to grant a wish. That was not something she could ignore. Should someone get the bright idea to awaken the demon king once again...

Silently, she took the phylactery and stuffed it in her clothes.

Juniper wasn't sure of her chances against most of the champions gathered for the tournament, but at the very least, they did say she did not need to kill to advance in the tournament, so that was one small comfort should she actually won a match. Hopefully she did not lose any, for she did not trust most of the contestants to be as... civil, as she was. All she needed to do was to utilize the down time before each match to find out where the machine was, and get the hell out of dodge once she destroyed it. At most, she would have at most two matches before she had to face some of those heavy hitters, those she was wary of. Depending on how the tournament will play out of course. Dropping two fighters in a plain and level arena was a sure way of ensuring those without ranged means of attacking be heavily disadvantaged.

Of course, she had no intention of losing her life here. The other God Hand was still out there, and should she lose one here, in this world, her own world would have no way of preventing the demon king from rising, or to oppose them if they do manage to rise again. Mist started to fill the arena, as she pondered her first choice of action.