[center][h1] The First Grandmaster [/h1][/center]

Stella listened, processing the information given forth with ease, making a decision swiftly. There was no going back, only forward. They were "expected" in the general sense of the word, not the two specifically, but rather travelers from other realms. The subject of the battle royale for just a moment, caused the woman's lips to quirk upwards in a strange, almost predatory like smile, before returning to their flattened state, providing the sensation that it had just been a trick of the light. She ran a subroutine, calculating time, setting up an internal clock that now appeared on her HUD, showing her the given time. Treat it like a video game, and keep moving forward.

[color=lightcoral] "I see, very well then. Challenge accepted. I assume further information will be provided should it be required, with extra information accessible through the right means?" [/color] The statement could be taken as one conducting research, casual conversation, or any other manners of action. Her tone remained the same, businesslike, neutral. And yet, was that a look of strange glee that flashed in the back of the woman's eyes for a split second? None of the others could have realized, but to the Grandmaster, this place...this Inbetween, was like a buffet. A place to feast upon bio-data, that could be delivered to the Treasury upon eventually returning home. However long that took, of course. Her calmness was innate, only give up information when asked, and deemed important. She'd gather data from whatever functioned as computers in this place, process enemy data, and use it to proceed forward. No matter how many broken bodies she left in her wake...After all, a broken enemy is better than a dead one.