The guys couldn't help being fascinated by watching them. Frank obviously had Ice Breath because he was shooting ice at his various personal challenges.
"Seems appropriate for a world champion ice skater, huh?" Taylor commented blithely.
"Ok, see, that is cool!" Zac said gleefully.
He was talking about Z. No one could deny that she was a good fighter. As she fought she changed various parts of her into the most appropriate weapon (but nothing that might make one bleed), and dodged by making holes in her own body that the weapons (or not-so weapons) could go through.
"Hey, are those the Teenage Mutant Ninga Turtles?" Isaac asked Trinity, pointing.
Trinity looked at a group of four people who obviously had a Turtle power fighting in the arena and gave a laugh.
"Well, they aren't teenage, but the rest is applicable. Well, I think they're ningas... ahh, who knows."
"Y'know," Isaac went on incredulously, "it has been my observation that whenever you think you've seen everything, something happens to prove you wrong."
"Are their names Leonardo, Michelangelo, Donatello and... what's the other one?" Zac asked.
"Raphael," Taylor answered. "I used to love that show."
"Yeah, me too," Isaac agreed. "Have you noticed they're even wearing the same colours?"
"Yep!" Taylor laughed.
"Actually, thinking about it," Zac commented, "I think Donatello is a girl."
"Donatello is a guy, Zac. They all are."
"No, not that Donatello. That Donatello. The one kicking butt down there."
"Oh!"
"Would that make her Donna?" Isaac asked.
"Ahh, who cares. I say, we hang out with Michelangelo after the fight," Taylor said.
"Oh? Why's that?"
"Because he has all the pizza."
"Ahh, good point."
Trinity laughed.
Slowly but surely people started dropping out of the fight. Some of them were able to just walk off, others had to be helped.
"I think it's interesting that they're all fighting each other, but they're not actually trying to hurt each other," Isaac observed. "The worst damage is cuts and bruises."
At last there was only one person standing. A guy whom the Hansons and Trinity didn't know. In a matter of minutes people were congratulating him and preparing to leave and such. Then something happened which stunned everyone into silence.
"Where is my daughter!"