The message [JUDGES' DELIBERATION IN PROGRESS...] shimmered on the giant Scry-Screens, holding the entire stadium in a state of tense, expectant silence. The laughter had died down, replaced by a buzzing curiosity.
No one had ever seen anything like what The Comfy Corner had just done. And no one, even all the judges, don't seemed to know what to do about it.
In my own quiet dungeon lobby, the tension was just as serious as after the second event.
'What's taking them so long?' FaeLina's confident coaching persona had evaporated. She was back to being a nervous wreck, zipping back and forth as if she were on trial for her life. 'They're inventing a new rule to disqualify us, aren't they?' her thought was like a worried buzz. 'I bet that's what it is! 'Clause 42-C: Bedtime stories are not a valid form of boss encounter! 'We're really doomed!'
