[h2]Sir Lancelot[/h2]

Also in the convenience store was a strangely... uninteresting looking man. The purple hair could be considered somewhat unusual, but the rest of his features gave the impression of someone that had been carefully edited to seem unobtrusive and unremarkable. Dressed smart-casual, the most interesting thing about him was the strangely large mound of snacks that he had seemed to acquire--surely too much for one person, even a reasonably large one.

He seemed to regard the radio announcement oddly, before providing a hopefully-enlightening comment to the young man in front of him: "Sir Gawain has a troublesome habit of thinking that his boosts should be enough to carry a fight. If his opponent can endure until they expire, he is briefly more vulnerable whilst he adjusts."

The strangely bland man was, of course, Lancelot doing his best to not look obtrusive. Unlike Gawain, he had no interest in formally entering the fights--with restrictions in place to not accidentally level a swathe of the city, a series of one-on-one duels became unfairly slanted to favour his own capabilities. Informally, various minor historical figures had registered and showed an unexpected amount of success before being eliminated due to an inability to keep up without exercising their full abilities.

Maybe Sir Kay, next time, there had been no indication he was around...