Darvenel 6-0 || Chrono 4-2
Glitch 6-0 || Kaine 4-2
Pet 6-1 || Contour 5-1
Dion 5-2 || Jinxie 3-2
Kichi 5-2 || Kyriel 3-2-1
Kyran 5-3 || Quinlan 4-5
Enri 3-2 || Eva 2-4
Alexei 4-2 || Ida 2 - 4
Lilin 4-3 || Broken 3-4
Virgil 4-3 || Elijah 3-4
Cressida 4-3 || Thane 1 - 6
Sol 2 - 4 (Dropped opponent)
Shira 2 - 4 (Had bye)
Remember, keep fighting in the rounds, even if you lose, to improve your score and get better prizes!
BATTLE 1: Pet () vs Glitch ()
BATTLE 2: Darvenel () vs Dion ()
BATTLE 3: Contour () vs Kaine ()
BATTLE 4: Chrono () vs Alexei ()
BATTLE 5: Quinlan () vs Kichi ()
BATTLE 6: Cressida () vs Lilin ()
BATTLE 7: Kyriel () vs Enri ()
BATTLE 8: Elijah () vs Jinxie ()
BATTLE 9: Kyran () vs Ida ()
BATTLE 10: Sol () vs Shira ()
BATTLE 11: Eva () vs Thane ()
BATTLE 12: Virgil () vs Broken ()
Entry Due Date: August 31
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