Bomber now waves his hands and all competitors, minus Volkram, who fought in this contest are now put in the audience.  No one is going to miss the end.  No one was to miss the conclusion to this long fight between authors.

"Now it is time."

The final Champion card now is place in the playing field.  The final fighter is now arriving.

The arena now fills with a black fog, the music of a pipe organ polluting the air.  A peculiar figure walks out of the shadows, dressed entirely in white.  

"It would seem that this little challenge has come to its end.  This is the only obstacle in your path is me.  This is the climax to a simple little game.  Its not going to be easy, for either of us."

He now grinned devilishly.

"The names Alistair Evans, and I'm going to put up a good fight."

Alistair

Defense: Wait

Effect: Wait