The viewing room was filled with a lot of odd sorts, as you could expect from a contest located in a multiverse. Emperors sat beside presidents, samurai sat beside plasma soldiers, mages beside scientists. But it wasn't just occupation or apparent place in time that  made these people different, it was even the shapes of their bodies. A seven foot tall man was sitting beside a blue haired girl with eyes larger than his fists. But both of them would tell you that they were human. It was a melting pot of personality and culture where it was almost impossible to stick out. Nothing was strange, because everything was strange.

	That rule was no exception for the viewing room's newest additions. It was a girl cuddling a gray cat. The girl wore a rather eccentric red dress. With every step she took, the charms and jewels attached to it silently bounced off of her form. She could have been a mage, or perhaps a princess? She couldn't be identified, as her face was under a black helmet. Even the visor was tinted. The gray cat she was holding wore the same helmet, and was playing with a strand of her red hair that hung over her shoulder. The girl wasn't just holding the cat though. she had two tickets pinned between her fingers, each one with a seat number on it. She kept looking between the seats and the tickets.

	“Hmmm...”

	The helmet girl stopped at the next row of seats. Her visor slowly moved between the seat numbers listed on her tickets, and the  brash man sitting in one of her seats (Lysander). She stared at the man for the better part of a minute before shrugging and sitting down in the seat directly beside him. At this point, the cat stopped playing with her hair and curled itself into a ball in her lap. Its head pointed out towards the combatants.