Round three of the Tournament was over. As the arena was cleared out and everything reset, the occupants of the Emperor's Box deliberated on the results of the latest fights.
The winners and the next round match ups were announced an hour later. It would be a three way final melee between [member="Adrian Vandiir"], [member="Koda Fett"] and [member="Joycelyn Zambrano"]. No handicaps, no plagues. Skill against skill alone. The hour growing late, the final round was set for the following morning, allowing each combatant time to be seen by the medics as well as get a full night's sleep. Some wounds could not be healed in even that amount of time however, and some of them might find themselves still at a handicap the following day.
That morning dawned cloudy and chill. The wind swept over the arena.
In the center, the three combatants faced off. The sand clean and raked, the crowd expectant.
[member="Darth Carnifex"] raised his arm.
And the match commenced.