Tournament 3, The Situation

Thinking that this certainly couldn't be good, Eldrian waited for a second to see if anything else was about to happen. At the same time, Nihon was watching him. Waiting to see if he would do anything. 

A short stalemate ensued, broken when Eldrian realized they weren't planning to attack him—likely fearing that their own attacks would disrupt the trap. Suspecting that he would be safe for the time being, he turned his full attention to analyzing the formation. 

'They're really something. How the hell do they know how to make an array like this?' Eldrian asked himself, several minutes passed. He now found himself almost abandoned in the forest. The gang of players who had pursued him was gone. 

All but the ghosts, that is. They were still there, floating, watching. Waiting.