KING : The People Who Can Participate Are Minimum One To Maximum Six, Currently No Records Indicate In History Of One Person Winning Solo....

SORA : I see.... what would happen if my theory about a 7th race appears???

KING : Assuming A Seventh One Appears Probably The Tournament Will Be Hosting Seven Races Instead Of Six And Seven People Will Become The Limit.... But Up Till Now Not Even A Small Rock Have Been Found To Show Evidences That A New Race Exists.

SORA : well like i said in the throne room let's leave it at my imagination till i confirm my theory.....

KING : When That Happens, remember to Enlighten Us...

SORA : I will but for now more food....

KING : Ah...

while talking about new possibilities new races conditions and all that the food disappear without a trace by eight hungry cannibals... The KING placed his hand in his forehead and said ...

KING : Coming Right Up....

..............AFTER A WHILE ..............

finally after eating and drinking, eating and drinking filling their appetite with many different plates one by one started falling. A few minutes later sounds of pleasure and dissatisfaction could be heard

ALL OF THEM : Phef , fueee, Ofoouuuu,

KING : Looks Like You Guys Can Eat A Lot....

ALL OF THEM : YEAH!!!! OUR REGARDS TO THOSE WHO COOKED IT...

KING : Glad You Like It...

SORA & HIST : PFFF I'M FULL!!!!

ELEA & KARA : I WANNA SLEEP!!!!!!

RAK & THEO : WE WANT BATHTUBS!!!!!

MICA & MERAK & BAL : WE AGREE ON ALL OF THEM!!!!!!

KING : Well Then I'll Tell The Guards To Guide You To The Spas And After That Towards Your Rooms..

ALL OF THEM : SPAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

KING : .... Yeah, We Have Mixed Ones As Well....

SORA'S and HIST eyes where shinning ..... sparkle, sparkle... while suddenly cold sweat was running through their backs as the felt DEATH STARES....

MICA & ELEA & KARA : DREAM ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SORA & HIST : Nooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

RAK & THEO & BAL & MERAK : here we go again....

KING : GUARDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Some People running

GUARDS : YES MY KING

KING : Take Them To The SPA And When They Get Out to Guide Them To The Guest Rooms..

GUARDS : YOUR ORDERS ARE OUR COMMANDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ALL NINE : YEAH ..... BATH ... BATH ... BATH ... SPA ... SPA ... SPA ...

GUARDS : THEN THIS WAY PLS...

And thus they left for the spa of the castle excited to wash themselves, each one to think about the many things that happened in one day much less in 2 years for the upcoming tournament and even more than that to sleep.....