[Time until Main Round: 0:00]
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The sound echoed like the tolling of a divine bell, clear and deafening across all realms.
The timer had hit zero.
That meant only one thing: the short rest granted after the brutal [Chosen Round] was now over.
There would be no more breaks.
Fwsshh!
A crimson ripple swept across the sky of Universal Descent and every world watching.
From the realm of the players to the hearts of those helplessly observing from the outside, the tension soared again.
[Well, it's time for what might be the most important round of this entire thing,] a voice spoke with cold finality.
It was one of the Creators, seated lazily in his floating chair, speaking with a calmness that belied the gravity of what was about to unfold.
[The "Elimination Round" was simply meant to reduce the number of pairs. The "Chosen Round" tested the connection between gods and their Chosen. But now...]
His words faded as an eerie silence passed through the dark void.
