บท 246: Mechageddon Finals, Pt 1

“Welcome to the Final Round of this year’s Mechageddon 9000!” the announcer cried out.

As in the previous weeks, his outfit was incredibly wild and out there. But now that it was the absolute last match of the entire tournament, he went all out. This time, his suit was evershifting and partially holographic.

It shimmered in the space around him, and made him seem as though he was larger than himself. And as he spoke, the outfit itself gradually changed shape and color and design multiple times, even while he gesticulated wildly.

“On this cycle,” said the announcer, “we’re going to watch the battle of a lifetime! In one corner, we have five time Mechageddon champions… the Silver Lance Dragoons!”

Cheers erupted from the stands for the team. They were hands-down the clear favorites. Not only had they won the past five years, but they had been competing for the better part of a decade. In all that time, they went from the plucky underdogs and became the undisputed top dogs.