In a room, a desk was being pointed at by a few cameras, the location being the news room of the GTB tournament, where the official commentors speak their thoughts on the current fights and update the spectators of the happenings within the tournament.

Sitting to the left of the desk was a white male dressed in a casual black suit, black tie, and a white undershirt, his hair a well groomed short brown and showing prestige youth to his face.

Sitting in the middle was another white male, much much older than the one to the left. Probably around sixty with that long white beard and white hair. He, too, wore a business suit, only his was red, with a red tie, and black undershirt. He almost looked....out of place.

And finally, to the right sat a man of brown skin, probably around the middle ages, wearing a groomed beard on his face, much upkept and cut than the one of the old man sitting next to him, wearing a black suit, tie, and white t-shirt like the man on the opposite end.

The director would start the countdown. "5....4...3...2..1..."

He points, the intro music coming into play as a musical welcome to the commentors today.




Left Man: "Hello, my name is Steve Rogers."

Right Man: "My name is Derek Richards."

Middle Man: "And I am named Garrolf, high wizard of the prestige magic school of Fuginert." The revealed wizard then sets the typical pointy wizard hat on the top of his head, colored red, and showing his occupation with pride.

Steve: ".....so, today, the final round of the Free For All branch of the Gaian Tenkaichi Budokai, which we like to refer to as the GTB, has begun. Each fighter has been placed into different settings than normal today. Instead of the sandy ground of the normal arena, they now each reside in a large field of grass, where an unexpected cloud of fog has covered each one. All four fighters are best to keep on their toes if they do not want to lose sight of their opponents."

Derek: "That's right, Steve, but after viewing of all four of the remaining FFA fighters in their previous matches, I am sure we are in for quite a match."

Steve: "That's right, Richards. We have a unique bracket of fighters here. Let Garrolf give you the details."

Garrolf: "That's High Wizard Garrolf to you."

Steve: "....."

Garrolf: "We have the four fighters: Tacitus Nusradai, Yusuke Urameshi, Cziri the lost, and finally Trei Shouri. Tacitus seems to demonstrate remarkable skills on a maetaphysical level, some skills that you don't see the youngins at my magical school even able to do, much less the higher allegiances of our top quality academy. If I did not know any better, I would say he was a probably a high wizard himself once, but I am pretty sure he can not match up to the brilliance and astonmishment of my eighty years of hard work.

"Next is Yusuke Urameshi, a rather young addition to the tournament with his age being what looks like from fifteen to probably seventeen years old. Despite this youth, he has show remarkable skills in both hand to hand and power-based abilities, even taking on another high profile power user in his previous match. If he succeeds once again, he may actually have a shot at the championship. Truly a remarkable kid. Reminds me when I was in my early tens. I could cast a rain of fire onto a clan of orcs without any trouble at all. Such fun days."

Clears throat.

"Moving on, we have the next combatant up for display, Cziri the Lost. Despite the rather abnormal claim of his name, he, too, has shown powers on the level of Tacitus, using the power of the mind to bend the fight in his favor. Another yet interesting lad to look upon. Makes me almost want to jump into one of their matches and show them a thing or two myself. But alas, the circumstances beg to come down onto my hopes, and crush them back into the netherworlds of my mind.

"And finally, we have Trei, a man of the swordsman family of fighters. He, too, has shown abilities that had suceeded far from your normal slice and dice participant, and is just as likely to be able to knock heads with the two power users of the bracket. We can all see that it is not who has the best powers that will win the match, but those with the best intelligence to use tactics that are likely to move on. Only time will tell, though with my chronomancer skills, I could easily fast forward and see the results. But, after causing a slight mishap in time before, I have been forbidden from using such magic by the Time Master itself, thus disallowing such a privilege for the present time."

Derek: "Thank you, Garr-"

Garrolf: "High Wizard...."

Derek: "High Wizard Garrolf for your comments. As for the other branches, we await the ending of their matches, which then, we will be bringing you the news of their starting as soon as possible. Till then, goodnight."

Garrolf: "Come to think of it, I think my banning period has expired...."