The Emperor had revealed himself, as he returned to take his place had the jewel encrusted throne Warlin summoned.

The Emperor laid his arm on the armrest of the throne as his colorful rings were seen.

"Is about time someone with real authority restored order in this place." The Emperor looked down on the Arena as a 7 ft tall necromancer stood in the center.

"Warlin, do you know him?" Emperor rubbed his chin as the bearded wizard adressed him.

"No, your Imperial Majesty." The wizard responded.

"Bring him to me."

The wizard tapped the bottom of his staff to teleport the necromancer to face him. Nulekai gave a curt bow before he took off the hood, his complection a lot more youthful and less scarred.

"What is that you need from me?" Nulekai asked before he stood erect.

"I need you to resurrect Gilgamien from the abyss. This tournament is nothing but a joke. Tactless. Insipid. If you are successful, I will grant you whatever it is that you seek." The Emperor declared.

"Very well." Nulekai raised his hand and the darkness stirred within the bowels of the stadium to find the pieces of the four armed giant. "It is done." The necromancer turned away as the cape flipped to the side.

"Where is he?" The Emperor queried.

Nulekai's dark eyes glinted, "Patience. Your pet will wake up any minute. He only needs to find himself before he is whole."

The dark wave scattered around the stadium as it found an arm before the giant arm jolted as the dark mist searched for the remaining pieces of the colossal four-armed demon.

Then Nulekai turned to look at the Emperor. "Bring me the elf, Ryo. His pointy ears are not hard to miss." Nulekai said before he exited the door.