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(Doc, you're up)

The sounds of punches colliding was booming through the room, plenty of craters in the floor, walls, and ceiling from an iron ball being thrown into them. "Basically a Falcon Kick!!" The wannabe Captain Falcon kicked a blazing kick at Renard, who just barely managed to dodge. His clothes were different than the way they were before. He now wore what looked like some kind of bicyclist outfit but tailored to combat. "You know, it loses some of the flair when you say 'basically', right?" He dashed forward and performed a running kick to his face, sending him flying into the wall like a rocket. The Captain Wannabe was now knocked out and his percentage in the 500's, there was no way he could recover from that.

Renard wiped the sweat off of his forehead and used his Pocket ability to change into a more comfortable outfit of tshirt and shorts. He left the room and began searching for the others.

(sorry I'm late )

A man in a white hooded cloak dropped on Sadur and raised his arm. An assassin. Sadur caught his wrist and threw him off of him. The man drew his sword and Sadur his daggers, and the blades collided. Both were being thrown by the other and each ending every engagement with a new bruise or cut. This would go on until eventually the assassin who had now been identified as Altair Ibn La ahad tripped Sadur and dropped onto him as if to stab him, but Sadur raised his dagger and stopped the man. He looked at the weapon, which had Sadur wanted, would be in his ribs. Altair stood up and exited the room, knowing that he had been beat.

Everyone was doing really well. It would look like they would get the chance to fight again soon.

But then something happened. Alarms were blaring, and a voice came on the PA system.

"Attention: All available fighter please report to the dispatch area. This is not a drill. I repeat, this is not a drill. All combat examinations will be suspended until further notice."

"Uh oh." Jerry ran to the dispatch area, but the crowd was so thick that there was no getting through quickly. And the crowd only got thicker as people were getting kicked out of their evaluations.

(All of your all' guys will be qualified to fight at this point.)

(quant?)

(did he disappear to go help the people in his home dimension?)

(Well, that would be very noble of him, but we need him here too!)