The girl looked on with wide eyes as the host of the tournament explained the basics of the competition. Her monster, Madolche Puddingcess, sat daintily on her left shoulder, her face just forming into a shocked expression with all the talk about this 'soul' stuff. Miwa's expression turned grim and somber, she couldn't let that happen! No, it was settled, she will [b]NEVER[/b] let such a thing happen! The princess stood up and floated in front of the girl's face and gave her a reassuring look, [b][i]"Those are but mere threats, Mistress. Nothing but an incentive to win!"[/i][/b] She was right, Miwa nodded at the princess'words as the other duelists began to search for their opponents, and even if she was scared, Miwa had to win this thing! No more chickening out.
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The boy's morning started unlike any other, with his monster almost tearing him to shreds when he wouldn't wake up. For a moment, Kenta had some slight déjà vu as these events took place, he could have sworn something similar happened to him at one point in his life...But he discarded the thought and went to the hall, breakfast was ready, his monster said.

Kenta wolfed down several plates of food, only stopping once there was a modest pile of plates in front of him. Soon, the host came in and everything was explained...Both Kenta and Heraklinos' faces turned into that of terror. The hybrid beastman growling with anger at the very thought of losing. [b][i]"Don't worry, kiddo. I'll make sure that won't happen."[/i][/b] giving the boy a light pat on the back. Kenta gave him a silly grin in reply as they sought out a new opponent.