**Nel Lilac - PL: 250/300**

_No way,_ he murmured inside his head, the sullen thought receding and shrinking until it faded away. _The prize got stolen? So, wait... This means the fight has been taken out of the ring! Those Dragonballs are fair game for anyone, and everyone will be fighting for it._ His eyes lit up as he jolted up from his chair. 

“I'll get to test myself!” he shouted, his body recoiling and tensing from the excitement. He ran out of the rest area, uncaring of how anyone would feel about a non-contestant being back there. Leaping up onto the stage with practiced and nimble steps, he walked up to the other fights with a light chuckle to ease his intrusion. “Let's go after em. The Dragonballs are fair game now; wasn't the smartest idea to put wish granting marbles up for a prize,” he told the announcer, glancing off at him with kind eyes. 

He didn't know if it was the cloudless sky, the warm, gleaming sun, or just the unexpected tension arcing through the air but it all felt natural. It felt normal to be in this kind of situation. His blood was boiling, his veins was imprinted against his forearms, and  his aura flowing outwards from him, prodding the debris and air away silently. 

Then just moments later it halted, his fist tightening again. _I'm not doing a good job of controlling myself._