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Though no clouds covered the sun, its brilliance seemed to dim overhead as the chanters faced the crowds again. Soft and somber, their voices echoed out across the sands. "However bright the day, it must in time yield to the coming twilight. By the Will of the Arena, light's gentle glow must fade away from its halls. We now bear witness to Irina's choice, as warriors will honor her determination in the years to come."

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The smell of salty brine drifted across the sands as the chanters swung about towards the audience. Their voices rolled and bubbled, a cascading chorus that called forth as one. "As the high tide rolls away to reveal sandy beaches, so too does water now withdraw from the desert dunes. By the Will of the Arena, the drought shall continue ever on. We now bear witness to Molly's choice, as adventurers will find inspiration in her legend in the years to come."

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As a cool, soothing shadow swept across the sands, the chanters turned for the last time to face the roaring crowds. In strong, triumphant voices, they declared; "The tournament has ended, and the Champion, revealed! By the Will of the Arena, and the Lords that govern its domain, Darkness has claimed victory! Cyril Kovac stands as Champion! We now bear witness to his Decision, as his name will be remembered by all in the years to come.