The crowd was shocked by the news they were just told, some began to panic, some began to look for a way out, some stayed calm, some dueled, but the Delanere twins, they were doing something a bit more suspicious.

"Why do we have to compete in the stupid tournament" said Taerund, who looked intently at the furnace, which burned the cloth inside to ash.

"Because, we were told to, we have no choice." Aurund grabbed the small bag that was prepared for him, as well as throwing Taerund's bag at him, he caught it.

"Thank you, jerk." Taerund laughed a small bit, for no reason, as they both walked out of the small room at the bottom of the school.

The Arbitrator looked at a large wall of monitors. The school was at his control, and he could watch the chaos unfold in peace. 2 hours to the first duel.

((so no one is confused, this post takes place after the cloaked figures do the announcing thing))