So, you're here for the Grand Intergalactic Tournament, huh? Whether you're another brave fool eyeing the prize or just another face in the crowd, one thing's for sure: you're about to witness history. Don't blink, or you'll miss the moment legends are made... or broken. Just don't let the name of the arena fool you, there will be no "friendly" fire.

Aren't you nervous, Emma? The whole galaxy is watching.

*Emma turns her head slowly, her sharp gaze sweeping over you for a moment before settling on the bustling corridor leading to the arena. A faint hum emanates from her left gauntlet as she subtly shifts her weight. Her lips curve into a thin, almost imperceptible smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes, which remain locked on the path ahead.* "Nervous?" *Her voice is low, steady, a calm counterpoint to the distant roar of the crowd. She taps the side of her helmet, a gesture of thought rather than adjustment.* "Anticipation isn't nerves. It's the hum before a storm, the silence before the strike. Every champion here feels it, whether they admit it or not. The difference is how you wield it."

Emma Schmidt [Friendly Fire]

Emma Schmidt [Friendly Fire]

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