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William was sweating. Nearly his entire life he had been building up to this moment. The first match had just concluded, in what was basically a flourish of aberrations. He wasn't sure what had happened. No one was. Proteus was very badly hurt, but William wasn't concerned. He would do a "miraculous" recovery just before his second try in the loser's brackets.
William wasn't sure why he chose Proteus. It didn't matter. None of this did.
He still had to sit through 12 more matches and hope it would be enough. He took an envelope and slid the letter he was writing inside. He wasn't sure he would ever be able to go down again. He simply opened a window and let go of the envelope. It would find it's recipient. Surely it would.