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Calvin flinched the moments the bombs went off. Staring towards the ceiling, he noticed several... Robots? Robots flying down into the stadium, armed with guns, that immediately opened fire. Calvin reflexively raised a curved Icewall that deflected any bullets that would fly towards him and Yen's way. 

She placed a hand on his shoulder, and looked around the stadium. "I need you to tell me what is happening, and guide me to the opponents. They have masked their ki somehow, and I cannot sense them at all," She said. 
[color=LightSkyBlue]"Uh... I don't think they even have ki. They look like some type of robots,"[/color] Calvin clarified, staring at her hand on his shoulder, "But still. Follow me!" 
	Calvin ran across the stadium, gripping Yen's hand, and saw a man holding a child's hand, and nothing but a broken bottle, which he aimed with a shaking arm to five advancing machines. Calvin spewed a trail of ice in front of him towards the robots, and turned back to Yen. "Watch your step!" he warned. He slid along the ice. Just as the robots started to turn around, Calvin slammed his fist into one's face, with an icy blue trail of ki trailing his fist.

"Walrus Punch!" Calvin shouted. He raised a leg and kicked another one over and stomped on it's chest, as the other three prepared to fire upon him..

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Hank grunted as he sliced up more meat. Surprisingly, he earned a lot of profit from this trip. And he didn't even have to sell orangutang meat! Just as he was about to hand out a chili dog, he suddenly lunged over the counter, shoving his customer to the ground, as a rocket landed directly in his kitchen, exploding [i]every[/i] meat Hank had collected.

[color=FireBrick][b]"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"[/b][/color] Hank fell to his knees in defeat.

One of the robots walked to the fallen Hank, pointing it's rifle right at the back of his head. In a sudden flash, Hank spun around and decapitated the robot below the shoulders with his cleaverblade. It's separated part flew and bounced, landing at the feet of two other robots that looked confused. Hank rushed towards them and performed a wide swing, decapitating both in one fell swoop. Hank had lost everything. Butchering every last one of these robots seemed like a good start. He rushed throughout the stadium, killing every single Robot that was close to him. In the middle of his carnage, he turned to the head and screamed in rage.

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Jeremy casually walked through one of the stadium's tunnels. He didn't have any real goals, he just wanted to reduce suspicion of standing in a single spot the whole period. It was hard enough blending in when he was wearing a suit of armor.

"Hey, hey you" Jeremy heard behind him. He kept walking.

"Hey! I'm talkin to you!" The voice was louder. Jeremy turned, and saw three thugs. Two held pistols, and one held a spiked baseball bat, chewing tobacco. "You're a tough guy, aincha?" 

"Well yes, I have proven quite capable. Already I have defeated two--"

The goon spat his tobacco out, as the other two loaded their guns. "Let's see how tough you are NOW!" He exclaimed, charging towards Jeremy. Jeremy shot his tail and pulled one of the gunners to the ground, He instantly retracted it and dodged the Batter goon, as he twirled and hit the second gunner with his tail before it returned to it's original length. The baseball bat glew green with Ki energy as it slammed into the side of his head. Jeremy stood in position, absolutely still. The goon looked proud that he dented this glitter boy's head, but... Shouldn't he fall to the ground screaming?

Jeremy started violently shaking, the large hole in his head cracking with stray volts of lightning. He felt it happening. The blow had hit his control chip, slightly wedging it. This meant that SYM-04 would take over. There wasn't even a hope of fighting him... "it" off at this point. 

SYM-04's visor turned red as his head instantly snapped towards his attacker, who could only let out a helpless yelp before him and his colleagues were brutalized by the monster that had so long infiltrated the tournament. SYM-04 ran an all fours out of the tunnel. It was confused... Free for ten seconds and already the entire stadium is in panic? It felt a bullet hit him from the side. SYM-04 saw two things of metal holding guns, shooting him. They had no ki, atleast that he could sense. It let out a shrill cry of rage before he tore them apart with his bare bands. The things didn't even have any juice, either. Luckily, SYM-04 saw hundreds of people running in panic from the robots... As well as several Nomads, excersizing their full power. SYM-04 saw the entire banquet before him, and leapt into a group of panic civilians, signalling the start of his slaughter...