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It was a wonderful night, sleeping in the lap of luxury. though now that morning had come, it was time to fulfill their end of the agreement. The party was quickly ushered down to the arena once she had signed away her participation to this contest. All the rules were pretty standard, though the fact they couldn't leave the island at all until the tournament's completion struck a bit of a sour note. She understood why, but it almost screamed its a trap the way she read it.

They were given a minute to prepare, which was more than enough time for her to do what she needed to do. Greeting the tin man as he joined up. Elora readied her bow,  nocking it and watching as an arrow formed and readied itself. A faint smile spread across her face. She was ready. Though she removed the arrow, letting it dissolve in her hand. No need keep her bow primed until the match had officially begun.