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Thirty hours passed in the blink of an eye.

The champions, now fully recovered, owed their swift healing to an abundance of potent potions that could mend their wounds several times over.

Their planetary representatives, anticipating the grueling nature of the competition, had prepared meticulously for such scenarios.

Even with unwavering faith in their champions' abilities, they refrained from making reckless or overconfident decisions.

As the appointed hour approached, a palpable tension filled the air.

Eyes fluttered open, weary yet determined, and participants stirred from their rest.

Some rose to their feet, anticipation coursing through them, while others remained seated, conserving their energy in silent contemplation.

Emerging from their cottage, Anthony, Lucian, and Aaaninja stepped into the open space, their movements deliberate as they joined the others, ready to face what lay ahead.