Chaos, unbridled chaos, however within the madness Skallagrim sat, watching and observing. A hundred million voices echoed in his consciousness as Dreamers spoke and debated the merits of each fighter. Some questioned the choices of Skallagrim, but in the end all seemed pleased. 

A warning claxon rings, and the screens appear with battlefields and names attached to them. Skallagrim bows to the crowd, [color=8493ca]“When ready merely think of battle and you shall appear at your field. Good Luck”[/color]

With that, a huge surge of aesr filled the Nexus of Worlds as Skallagrim called upon the myriad of dreams to establish links between each fighter and their battlegrounds. The power surge would not go unnoticed by the participants.