Gorn looked over to his friend with an amused grin,"And assuming I am able to sign for another, how do you think you will even be able to participate? They cannot see you, old friend."Gorn paused setting up his stand and had a thought. All these years Confliti had allowed Gorn to set up shop without being able to join the many tournaments. What kind of friend wouldn't try and help him participate? Being a minish or not, everybody should have the chance to join a deadly combat tournament with no guarantee of survival. Violence should not discriminate!
After what seemed a lot longer than should have been Gorn spoke up from his wandering thoughts,"You know what? Let's do it, together." At the last word of "together" Gorn winked at Confliti and repacked his things. After a few minutes he started marching over to the sign up section of the tournament. There he saw the same clanking Goron.
As they neared the line, Gorn whispered,"We'll call ourselves the 'Minish Manhunter'. You can do the attacking, I'll do the defending. We can also use our secret techniques if required." Gorn chuckled to his friend, thinking himself quite clever. To any listening observers around, it would have appeared that Gorn was talking to himself. A strange sight to say the least.
If Confliti agreed to the name and tactics they would be on their way to championships! If found out they would be thrown out as cheaters. But what other way could Gorn's best friend participate?