"So… Can you do it, Dim Dim?"
"… Dim."
Alex and Dim Dim were currently discussing a very important matter that would affect the upcoming matches.
For the next segment of the tournament, the plan was to let the eight contestants draw numbered balls from a box. And to maintain the level of hype, Alex wanted to make sure that regardless of who picked what, Renard, Charles, Emil, and Henry would not end up fighting each other.
Basically, the strongest four would be battling the weaker four, but the match-up must appear random.
Alex just had no idea how to make it work. Thinking the Dim Sum God might have a way, he asked if it could rig the placements in the tournament.
"Dim Dim."
"You could, but you won't?"
Dim Dim nodded. "Dim Dim."
"I understand." Alex sighed. "So we will just let Fate decide who fights against whom."
