"He… sat down?" the Spear God asked, looking around. "Is that allowed? Can he just start meditating?"
The other gods weren't so sure either. The Golden God rubbed his beard as he thought and then nodded. "Sky God, how long does one usually have before they must simply concede?" he asked.
"Well…" Newheaven looked around. "Normally that would be something both parties would come to terms on, wouldn't it? But… we can't ask them."
The Golden God nodded. "He's already started meditating, so disturbing him is not possible. As such, we should be the ones to come to the decision."
The Sky God turned toward the Fire God. "What do you think?"
The Fire God shrugged and removed his Sun from existence, leaving behind a molten arena and an atmosphere that still felt burning hot.
"I am perfectly happy with letting the audience decide on things. Just, don't make it too long."
