"Here goes nothing! Here goes nothing!" Hedy encouraged herself when her match began to count down. "The world's watching alright... But remember Tieria is out there in the world. And he has to be watching from somewhere! Any man has to value constant victory above anything else."
Hedy continued these thoughts before the announcer proclaimed, "And now we're ready to begin the next match! Let's get ready to welcome the American Champion Hedy McVey!"
"Here it goes!" Hedy rushed out as she prepared for the battle with her TC gunpla in hand. Across from the Battle System were the Egyptian, Mexican, and Italian Champions ready for combat. They waved to one another signaling their preparation while announcements and the preparations were made for the new match to begin.
The TC stood inside the colony of Moon Moon with an aztec structure behind it. One of its opponents materialized at the foot of the pyramid in the form of an orange Deathscythe Hell. A third one descending from the sky came in the form Kyrios with Wing Zero parts attached, most notably the pile driver shield. Before it could make its attack on the victims below a blue coated NZ-333 α Azieru launched its mega arms towards the diving gunpla.
Hedy was able to notice the two aerial gunplas were able to give at least one advantage while she faced the Deathscythe Hell modification before her. The two had their weapons prepared and dashed forward with the full intention of destruciton. The TC didn't draw all of its beam sabers until reaching towards the last moment of the closest distance to the enemy unit.
Brian was once again in the disguise of Carozzo Ronah when he observed the battle before him. The aerial camera and ground camera offering the highlights of the battles.
A member dressed as Schwartz Bruder of the Brigade held both of Brian's gunplas when Brian asked him, "Has the preparations for my gunplas been completed?"
The member brushed off some dust while preparing extra armor parts, "They have been Dave. I hope you have some ace strategies with these in mind."
"Trust me. I do." Brian brushed off the concern as he watched the four gunpla models on the big screen stage their hand to hand battle. He looked over his scheduled opponents when he pointed out, "Looks like I'll have a date with France, Brazil, and India this upcoming match. Who among them do you think has the best chance of giving me a problem?"
The Brigade member placed the gunplas down before asking, "You want me to give a full evaluation Dave?"
"Do so and be honest. Amuse me and show how hopeless of a situation I might have."
The member tugged on his collar before explaining, "Well France is just represented by some girly girl out there so she won't be much trouble. Brazil could be a problem if you don't have decent long range weapons but it won't be hard to outrun. That guy from India though, I hope you know what you're doing. He's Habib Bhanjee. He has a modification of the Altron Gundam that doesn't have any hindrance to weapon capabilities. Not to mention the dragons have been adjusted to fire artillery as large as missiles."
Brian rubbed his mask's chin when he observed, "Missiles eh?" He took the easy way to his alone time when he instructed, "I shall require time to think. Call for me when the time of my entry is announced."
The member stood next to the door for the champion's room as if he were a guard, "You got it Dave. This is going to be something else dude!"
Brain quickly entered the room when he tugged off the Carozzo helmet before taking a deep breath, "Whew... Finally I get a chance out of this costume for bit. Now that I have my opponents..." He grabbed a nearby list of the tournament opponents and his briefcase when he prepared, "Hehehe... Fake gunplas aren't going to get me anything but no one can resist a good deal." He made his way towards the window and removed the remainder of the armor before making his way out.
Brian was in his regular suit when he found the contestants for the next match waiting their turn and watching the battle. "Hello there contestants. You must be excited for this upcoming match to get under way I take it?"
The young man named Bhanjee didn't turn around when he answered, "Watching the battles does give an idea of what to anticipate. We shall be all the more knowledgeable for doing so."
The French Champion was more enthusiastic when she agreed, "I cannot wait for my turn! I will make my fellow countrymen so proud!"
The Brazilian Champion began to make a sprint around the Gunpla stadium when he warned, "Too bad guys, but you know that this will be my match. It's just too bad That Holden guy doesn't feel like wishing good luck to his betters."
As soon as the Brazilian Champion began his run Brian agreed under his breath, "Heh... Indeed." He took out a business card introducing, "So I'd like to introduce myself first. J. J. Martin at your service. I been allowed backstage pass on official business from Bandai." The card had an official look while displaying his false name.
The French Champion was the one to ask, "Really? What kind?"
Brian tucked away his card when he sat down to open his briefcase offering, "Just seeing how desperately people back here want to win is all. I have some pieces that may be of interest to you."
"Bandai is letting this sort of thing at the last minute?"
Brian took out a small weapon when he explained, "Sure are. So here's the first thing to get hyped about. A chevalier beam saber so compact and yet so powerful that it could easily cut through the shield of the Physalis like it was nothing."
"For real?"
"Oh yes we do have something that powerful. Not on the market yet but for a pretty penny or a pretty yen whatever you got, this could be yours to demonstrate first hand to our potential future customers."
The French Champion took out her purse when she began to pay him. "Oh please, I'd like to try it!"
Bhanjee didn't turn around or show any interest when he reminded himself, "It won't matter who has what. I will be able to win the next battle purely off of my skill. I must remember what my Gunpla has before it can attain the skills to bring it to greatness."
Brian seemed to hear this and made his way next to him asking, "Not even with Mark-82 nuclear warheads with fit for artillery fire on a special bargain?"
Bhanjee broke away from his determination when he turned around asking, "... How special and how many?"
Brian held one of the warheads he took from a small case offering, "I'd say we're talking about 40% asking price I've only got two but one should be enough to get you through the next two at least."
After a short moment of hesitation Bhanjee demanded, "Make it 35 and they're yours."
"Deal." Brian took the money the Indian Champion had and parted from the waiting booth, "Pleasure doing business with you both. Please put in a good word for Bandai before you begin your match. This sponsorship will do us some serious good."
The French Champion began to work the new saber onto her gunplay offering, "Of course. Do enjoy the show Mr. Martin."
Bhanjee looked at the warheads in his hand when he agreed, "I will honor your word to see these warheads work."
Brian bowed as he shut the door, "Why thank you champs. Thank you." Brian permitted a small chuckle as he adjusted his tie and pocketed his money. "Well, time to return to the waiting room then." He began to walk back to the area David Holden was supposed to be waiting in.
The NZ-333 α Azieru fell to the ground when the Kyrios threw it down. It fell down to the tip of the pyramid below when its victor gave a final thrust with its shield. The Kyrios moved away from its opponent’s landing site and prepared to engage the remaining two mobile suits down below.
The Deathscythe Hell and TC were both engaged in contact before it broke away and found the opening necessary to break into the block. The scythe was broken as the TC used a simultaneous upward and downward swipe before its opponent could back away from the attack. The Deathscythe gunplay moved away before it made a desperate final drive with its shield and the TC prepared to slice it a final time but found both of their attacks blocked by the Kyrios attempting to make another attack. The three locked their weapons to one another as they tried to break away into domination but was for the moment was nothing more than a struggle for the audience to observe with anticipation.