[center][h2]World Martial Arts Tournament, Planet Earth[/h2][h3]Saturday, July 16th, 2500
The Finals !!![/h3][/center]
There was an hour wait after the end of Angela's match. During this time, she was able to eat her senzu bean and prepare for the next match. There was a thin divider in the large waiting room, so that the two combatants couldn't see each other. Of course, they could hear each other if they were to make noise, but that didn't happen. They were both quiet as they stretched, meditated, , stretched some more, and then warmed back up. 

"Mr. Bakuto. Ms. Piers." The round tournament employee called out to them. He stood by the exit that would lead out onto the stadium. "It is time." Outside, they could hear the muffled sound of the announcer making his dramatic speech. He would stop on occasion when the crowd's roar peaked. 

As the man said, it was time. The sun was setting on the arena, as was the tradition. The finals were always held at sundown, beginning moments after the sun disappeared over the horizon. The orange sky would welcome them, and depending on how long the match lasted, the red sky would act as the closing curtain. 

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