"Let's see," said the Daishinkan, "Universe 10's Lilibeu and Murisarm, Universe 9's Rozel and Hyssop and Universe 3's Narirama have been eliminated." He looked at the stands and the center pillar. It was composed of ten sections, with a cone beneath the bottommost section. Three minutes ago the top of the cone was flush with the arena and now the bottommost section had mostly moved down.
"Hit's so cool!" Zeno cheered.
"Yes," the Daishinkan agreed, "his abilities are unique and quite useful."
The childlike diety tapped at his GodPad and marked the eliminated fighters. He switched between viewing angles. "Some of the teams are coming together," he stated. "They're gonna' meet up and fight."
The Father of Angels nodded. "Let's see who comes out victorious."

Team Universe 7 (the five members who stuck together, that is) was still back-to-back.
"You know," Krillin said, punching Universe 10's Jirasen in the face and knocking him away, "it would have been neat to have Tien fight with us. It's too bad he slipped on that puddle of-"
Universe 3's Katopesla was sprinting up. He screeched to a halt and interrupted Krillin, saying "It is my duty to eliminate you warriors!"
Piccolo shot a few blasts towards the ground at Katopesla's feet, launching him back. "Why do all these guys have their own gimmick?" he asked in annoyance.
"Maybe they're not actually this silly all the time," Gohan theorized, deflecting beams from an unknown attacker, "but each Universe's team has its own gimmick, so they can have something to bond about. You know, to form an identity."
Roshi nodded. "It's very helpful" he said, "to be comfortable with the people fighting alongside you. Having a 'team gimmick' would help develop cohesion."
"Buu happy to be fighting with all you guys!" Buu said, giggling. "Let's beat 'em up and win!"

Jimeze, Vikal, Brianne de Chateau, Sanka Ku, So Roas and Zarbuto of Universe 2 appeared nearby.

Team Universe 9 was split into two groups. The Trio de Dangers were approaching Team Universe 7, so was Carl. Oregano, Chappil, Hopp, Sorrel and Comfrey were a good distance behind them but were catching up. The latter group did not know what the former's destination was, and the former was unaware of the latter's efforts to regroup.
"Brother," said Basil to Lavender, "I know you want a rematch with the Gohan boy, so I'll leave him for you."
Lavender grinned. "Much appreciated. Do you plan on taking on that pink weirdo again?"
"Actually, I don't. He's kind of annoying to fight, with his stretchiness and all that."
"They had some white-and-purple guy on their team who looked pretty full of himself. Maybe you could take care of him." Basil nodded at Lavender's suggestion.
Bergamo joined the conversation. "We don't know if their team is all together, though. If some of them split off, I'll stomp the weaklings who are huddled together."
Despite the honor he displayed when fighting along Narirama, Carl was aware losing Universes were going to be erased. However he found it unlikely all ten members of any time would get eliminated right away. He figured the Tournament of Power wouldn't end in a 'last man standing' scenario and most, if not all, teams would have at least one member make it to the end. So, he was betting on the Universes not being erased until the end and, therefore, since it wasn't an immediate threat there was no point getting worried quite yet.

"It's a shame Hyssop was eliminated," Oregano said. "We worked well together."
"Team Universe 2 has defeated 2 of our fighters already," Chappil pointed out. "We have to show them Universe 9 isn't to be taken lightly."
Hopp saw Koitsukai running by, bent down and tried to snatch him up. The robot caught the sadistic look on her face when she got close, shot a beam at her from his eye, and jumped atop her head. While she was dazed he scanned the area and sent out the information to his allies. Hopp wrapped her hand around his body but before she could remove him he grabbed a clump of her hair in both hands and tugged, digging the tips of his feet into her scalp. "Ow, get off!" she screamed, pulling at the Universe 3 fighter, which only caused her more pain and him to tighten his grip. "Someone get the little bastard off!"
Koitsukai was indeed a little bastard. He wasn't built to defeat opponents and score eliminations; he was here to transmit info to his allies and in case he was needed for Plan X. This tactic of his wouldn't help his team much, but it sure would annoy the hell out of Team Universe 9. Hopp raised a hand above her head and tried to hit Koitsukai with beams, but the robot avoided them by yanking on her hair and throwing her head left and right.
"I'll help," Oregano said, shooting a thread of web at the robot. It was meant to tie Koitsukai's arms to his body, but he shot it down with an eye beam. The thread landed as a glob of web, sticking Koitsukai's legs to Hopp's hair.

Hopp shouted and pulled harder, hurting herself more in the process. Koitsukai bleeped in amusement, let one hand go and cracked it down on her skull. He wrapped his other arm in curls of her hair and continued tugging. "Make him let go!" she screamed. She tried to crush the robot in her grip, but he was too durable.
Koitsukai beeped twice and fired up his jets, lifting Hopp off the floor. She shrieked as the weight of her body pulled on her hair, but Sorrel said "Oh, no you don't!" grabbed her leg in time and, fighting against the robot's jets, pulled her teammate back down.
"Take this!" yelled Comfrey, lunging at Koitsukai and throwing a punch. The Universe 3 fighter tugged Hopp's head down and ducked under the attack. Comfrey withdrew his fist, Koitsukai yanked Hopp's head back up and fired an eye beam at him.
"I'll fry you to a crisp!" Chappil said, inhaling deeply, ready to unleash his flame breathe onto the robot. Koitsukai chose this moment to leap from his host's head, tearing out several locks of hair in the process. Hopp let out a wail and touched her stinging scalp, feeling the spots where clumps of hair had been uprooted. Her expression turned to rage as she cursed the fleeing robot. It was too late when she noticed the stream of fire spewing from Chappil's mouth.

Team Universe 11 was still in their formation. They had been pestered by some Universe 10 fighters who quickly ran off, but most others steered clear of the Pride Troopers, intimidated by the tightly-knit ten-person army. Toppo suggested they seek out and eliminate some of these combatants, so the group set off to find members of Team Universe 10. They traveled in a long arc, moving smoothly as a group.
"I knew the fact we've fought together for a long time was going to give us an advantage," Tupper remarked, "but I didn't think it would help us this much. Some of these other teams are trying to work well together, but just don't have that connection with one another."
"Yes," agreed Kahseral, "and that's why everyone else had to split up at least a little. They couldn't work reliably as a single, large group."
Zirloin jumped out of the team's way to avoid being steamrolled. He fired off a few blasts as they went past but these were easily deflected. As they were leaving Cocotte hurled a ball of energy at the Universe 2 fighter, looking pleased as it slapped him in the face and detonated.
"We do have strength in numbers," Vuon said, hoping to see some action soon, "but we're not invincible. Goku caused us some trouble; other fighters around his level may be able to do the same."
"I could probably defeat Goku with my speed," Dyspo said with a smirk. He looked at Jiren. "I'll have to settle for watching you do it, though. I like how confident you are, man. It's making it easier for me to stay calm."
Jiren thought to himself Dyspo should be his own source of confidence, but he figured it didn't matter much either way. He didn't blame the other teams for thinking they were going to win, in fact it was noble to him. He had the feeling the first Universe would be erased soon. This was for the better; dragging along your existence when your team only has one fighter left and you know you're going to lose would be cruel.

The Pride Troopers were nearing the center pillar when they were halfway through their arc and were about to swing left. However, from behind the pillar jumped out Bota Magetta. Auta Magetta's arms were crossed and he wore a look of intense concentration. His ears were still covered and he couldn't hear the dialogue between his partner and the members of Team Universe 11, but he didn't focus on the fact they were talking. He had meditated before the tournament and now was instead paying attention to what he saw and felt. This required more than just making the conscious decision not to listen; it was a matter of not allowing himself to hear anything in the first place. Botamo was grinning with wild confidence. The duo charged towards the Pride Troopers.
Toppo leaped into the air at pounded Botamo's belly with a fist. Unaware of the Universe 6 fighter's abilities, he expected the strike to unseat him from Magetta and send him flying. Toppo's momentum would have carried him over Magetta and he could deliver additional beatings to Botamo. However, Botamo did not move back an inch, so Toppo slammed into him. Waves rippled outward on the bear's flesh, traveling outward from the spot he was punched. The ripples shrank as the force was dispersed throughout his body, until the attack had been fully absorbed. Toppo tried to push the rider off Magetta, but Botamo sucked in his chest and then puffed it back out, bouncing the Universe 11 fighter off. As he fell Magetta swung a leg up into him.
"The unstoppable combo," Botamo boasted with a smirk, "Bota Magetta!"
Toppa caught his balance and landed on a knee and a palm. He rose and gave Zoiray a signal, who in turn signaled Tupper. Tupper scooped Zoiray up and hurled him, the small Pride Trooper landed in front of Bota Magetta and spun, delivering a current of wind to Magetta. These orders were given and actions performed swiftly and smoothly; the Pride Troopers had trust in one another and a fine sense of what one another is thinking. Botamo held on to Magetta's ears, flipped himself over the metal man and blocked Zoiray's gusts, billowing like a windsock as he did so. Magetta spat lava into both hands and held them in front of Botamo. As Zoiray's fierce winds partly cooled the magma into rock, Magetta shot a beam from the spout on his head, curved it to travel over Zoiray and strike the ground behind him. The Pride Trooper's spinning slowed and he was launched up by the explosion and chucked the two rocks at him. The rocks solidified around him and he hit the floor with a thud.
"Zoiray!" Dyspo shouted, about to rush to his ally's aid. However the rocks encasing Zoiray began shaking and bits crumbled off, so Dyspo figured he would manage to escape. He charged at Bota Magetta, telling Kunshi to follow behind. "We'll see how 'unstoppable' you are when up against my speed!" Botamo struggled to flip himself back, but Magetta grabbed his legs and helped him up. The metal man was spitting lava at Dyspo, who avoided them by running in zig-zags. Magetta stomped the floor in an attempt to stagger him, but Dyspo covered the last of the distance by leaping over the shaking ground, and then delivered four attacks to the Universe 6 fighter in quick succession. Magetta did not budge and his body was not so much as scratched. Botamo laughed as Magetta spit more lava into has hands, blowing onto it and shaping it.

"Good luck attacking Auta Magetta," Botamo jeered. "If you manage to break anything, it'll be your own hands!"
Kunshi had almost arrived and was about to position himself behind the opponent. Dyspo saw this and prepared an energy wave attack, then moved back to get out of range of whatever weapon Magetta was forming. This gave Botamo time to make an attack of his own, so he fired an energy wave from his mouth and Dyspo had to jump out of the way. In mid-air the Pride Trooper split his attack into two blasts, curved them around Botamo's attack and exploded them in Magetta's eyes. This didn't damage the metallic fighter, but it provided the distraction Kunshi needed. His molten weapon, a large warhammer, now formed, Magetta prepared to swing it down on Dyspo.
"Is that even allowed?" Dyspo asked as he landed.
"He made it from his own body!" Botamo defended.
Magetta lurched to a stop when he felt threads of energy wrap around his legs. Botamo felt this and looked to see Kunshi behind him, trying to pull the heavy Magetta to the ground. He tapped the metal man on the shoulder and pointed at this. Magetta threw an arm behind his back and sliced the threads with his warhammer. Dyspo sprinted towards his opponent, who tried to smash him using his weapon. Magetta aimed a little in front of the Pride Trooper, having noticed his great speed and factored in the time it would take to attack. This worked to Dyspo's advantage, because Kunshi lassoed him with an energy thread, yanked him up and over the warhammer. Dyspo, at eye level with Botamo, turned the bear's expression of confusion into shock as he punched and kicked him all over with lighting speed. The Universe 6 fighter trembled, his flesh and fat jiggling spastically in the many areas he was hit. For a moment his hands came off his teammate's ears.
"I was wondering what would happen if I hit you faster than you could absorb damage," Dyspo said, "Not so unstoppable now, are you two, ridiculous rider and steed?"
As Botamo recovered he had a look of horror. Magetta must have heard this insult! Would it be sufficient to break his spirit? He looked down at his partner. "Magetta?"
Auta Magetta only seemed worried his partner had been stunned by Dyspo's attacks. No molten tears filled his metal eyes, and he didn't respond to Botamo, who smiled.
"He didn't hear you!" he cheered. "He has managed to enter a trance. How low of you to try and exploit his emotional weakness like that, but it won't work!"
Dyspo raised an eyebrow. "Emotional weakness?" he repeated. "What are you talking about?"
"I don't have to explain anything to you," Botamo said, firing a beam from his finger which Dyspo narrowly dodged, and tapping on Magetta's warhammer. "Prepare for ruination!"

Magetta swiped with his warhammer, but it stopped before it reached Dyspo. Botamo leaned forward since his partner's arms and weapon were blocking his view, and saw Jiren standing next to Dyspo, holding the warhammer back in his hand.
"That's enough," Jiren said, snapping off the end of the weapon. "We didn't come here to face you. Be on your way."
"No! We were here first, and I don't care if you don't want to fight us."
"Fine, stay here. Just let us tend to our business and then go ambush someone else if you want."
"I'm not going to listen to you," Botamo pointed at Jiren then at his friend, "and he can't listen to you!"
Jiren narrowed his eyes. "If you really want to be eliminated this early," he sighed, "so be it."
Magetta raised a leg, prepared to stomp this new opponent. Botamo charged an energy wave in his hands. "Alright, Muscles," he taunted, "we're gonna' kick your overconfident a-"
Jiren's had an open palm in front of Magetta's pelvis. A small, gray orb of ki flashed into existence. Its silver light shined through the spaces between Jiren's fingers. It detonated, sweeping Magetta and Botamo up and sending them crashing into the center pillar. The two Universe 6 fighters were in a swarm of pain and confusion. Magetta's pelvis and torso had been cracked. Botamo was unable to absorb the force of impact and his back screamed out in pain. The teammates, unable to see or think clearly, moaned and writhed before slipping out of consciousness.

Champa's mouth was agape, he held his twitching hands out in front of him. "Magetta! Botamo!" he cried, breathing heavily. "I-Is that the true power of Jiren?"
With a gentle smile, Vados put a hand on his shoulder. "No," she explained sweetly, "he was clearly not using his full strength."
The Hakaishin furrowed his brows and scowled in frustration. "That's... you know what I meant," he whined as he ran his hands through his fur.
Jiren did not bother to eliminate Magetta and Botamo, believing his time could be better spent and someone eager to score a few easy knockouts would be sure to take care of it. Zoiray had managed to break out of his rocky prison and the Pride Troopers moved on.
Fuwa didn't seem all that worried. "Well, remember" he said to Champa, "we have someone who can help in this kind of situation."

Universe 6's Dr. Rota sprinted up to his unconscious teammates. "You two smacked into this thing hard," he looked at the center pillar. "It's not so much as chipped. I wouldn't want to fight the guy did this to ya'."
As he spoke he gestured with his hands. The movements were complicated but done fluidly. He intoned, "Yaawawmisttiwmewun." A glow built up around his hands. "Apapararap!" Wobbling, irregular masses of red light floated from his hands. "Iä! Iä! Cthulhu fhtagn!"
"Alright," he said with a chuckle. "that last one was a joke."
He aimed a hand at Botamo. The lights drifted towards and dissolved into the bear. As this happened his cuts and bruises shrunk in depth or size until no longer visible. "I love this Doctor!" Rota said to himself in a tough yet happy voice. He replied to himself in his own voice, "Oh, stop, you're making me blush!"
He aimed a hand at Auta Magetta. The same process happened with the metal man's cracks and dents.
"Thank you, Doc." Rota said in a low, muffled voice, replying with "Glad you appreciate it, you're very welcome."
Once his teammates were healed Dr. Rota hurried off. After he was out of sight Botamo and Magetta rose, inspected themselves and looked at each other. "Are we... unhurt?" Magetta asked.
Botamo patted himself in confusion, and once he realized he was indeed in well health he rubbed his belly joyously. "That spandex-wearing, bug-eyed weirdo must not be too strong after all!"
"I guess," Magetta said, looking down, "but that's still a pretty mean insult..."

Goku ran across the arena. The direction in which he was running was of little importance to him; the thing at the front of his mind was the hope Jiren would fulfill what the Saiyan interpreted as a promise to fight him. He saw 18 nearby and tried to approach her, but suddenly found himself having moved past her. He was as far away from her now as he originally was, only in the opposite direction, without any noticeable passage of time. Upon this translocation he felt queasy and stumbled, although the latter reaction was mostly from shock and he quickly recovered. He noticed he had been moved towards some young women who were fighting what looked like a werewolf.
"Hey," he said, walking up to the girls, "you must be Universe 6 Saiyans." Kale looked away from him.
Caulifla ducked a blow from Shosa. "It's pronounced-" she looked at Goku. "Oh, so you pronounce in differently in Universe 7."
"Oh," Goku said, "Vegeta did say the Saiyans pronounced it differently before they left Planet... Sandal."
Caulifla furrowed her eyebrows. "Planet Sadala," she corrected.
Shosa chopped the side of her neck, making her grunt and jolt forward. "Are we going to argue phonetics, or are we going to fight?"
Caulifla's eyes flared and she decked him in the jaw. "Asshole!" she growled. "I was havin' a conversation!"
Kale peeked at Goku to see his gaze had shifted towards her, he smiled and waved. She hid herself behind her friend. Shosa pushed his lower jaw back into place with a click.
"Well, I gotta go help my friend," Goku said, turning away. "By the way, my name's Goku."
Shosa looked at Goku as he left, glanced behind himself, and strafed to the right a little, lining himself up with Caulifla. She followed him and kicked, but was transported back a fraction of a foot. Shosa snatched her leg and twisted. The Saiyan screamed in pain and Shosa laughed as he swept her other leg. Kale glided by, stabbed his arm with an elbow and he released Caulifla.

"OK!" Caulifla shouted. She concentrated her energy, felt a tingling in her upper back, realized it was just an itch and scratched it. She transformed. "Kale! Let's go Super Saiyan!"
Kale sunk her head down. "B-But," she stammered, "I can't control myself like that. I'm afraid I'll end up killing someone..."
Caulifla looked into her friend's worried eyes. "Yeah," she said, "you'll be disqualified if you kill someone, but if you don't transform we might not win!"
"It's not about being disqualified. I just don't want to take a life."
Caulifla rolled her eyes and charged Shosa. As she approached he jumped in an arc over her and when he was directly above her she was translocated back a few feet. The Universe 4 fighter charged an energy wave, landed in front of Caulifla and fired it at her chest, pushing her back. Kale fired a beam at Shosa's head but he was expecting her to intervene this time. He ducked the beam and turned his attack on her, knocking her down. Caulifla yelled "Crush Cannon!" and delivered a barrage of red blasts to her opponent. He shielded himself by producing a sheet of ki in front of him, but some of the blasts snuck in and mildly damaged him.
Kale picked herself up, crouched and blasted the floor, propelling herself up and towards Shosa. Before she landed she shot her leg into his back and sent him stumbling. He spun around to keep his balance and swatted Kale down with an arm before she could touch the floor. The young Saiyan reached for him, clamping down on the tuft of fur around his neck and pulled, regaining her footing and causing Shosa to yowl. He grabbed Kale's arm and dug in with his nails and she let go with a shriek.

"Time for your defeat!" Caulifla declared, wielding a charged energy wave.
Shosa heard this, turned and signaled to someone a short distance behind him. Grinning confidently, he turned back and jumped to the side, failing to notice he was told not to go through with the plan. To his surprise Caulifla stayed where she was, merely having to adjust her aim and fired at him. Kale cupped her hands together and bashed him in the side of the head from behind. The energy wave rocketed into him and Kale bashed him again, on the other side. He tried to press his feet down and hold his ground, but the second attack from Kale made him collapse. His head smacked against the arena floor and Caulifla's attack shot him away.
Caulifla pointed with both hands and cackled smugly. "That's how we do it!" she cheered, watching Shosa skid across the arena.
"Yeah, we did well," Kale said with a swallow, looking at Shosa's crumpled body, "but he's not getting up..."
"Good, then let's throw him out!" Caulifla approached the Universe 4 fighter and Kale ran ahead.
Kale bent down over Shosa. He had burns on his torso, singes and scrapes all over and was bleeding from the head. She jostled him and a cold terror welled up in her stomach. "I think we killed him," she gasped.
"What!" Caulifla shouted. She kicked Shosa in the chest but didn't spot any movement. She touched her hands to her temples. "Are we gonna' get disqualified? It's not our fault this guy was weak!"
Kale fell to her knees, shaking. She held her head down in her hands. "We-" she muttered, feeling like she couldn't breathe, "I killed-"

Shosa sprung up and tackled Caulifla to the floor. He dealt punch after punch into her face, pelted her body with tiny beads of ki. When she tried to retaliate he kept her held with his body weight, gathered her arms and pressed them against her with one of his and grabbed her golden hair with his free hand. Happy to dish out this beating, he flicked his tail in the air; to keep his opponent pinned he pushed down with his upper body and his backside stuck up. Kale was upon him now, she took his tail with both hands and tugged.
"Caulifla!" she cried, twisting and pulling the tail. Shosa didn't seem terribly bothered by this and proceeded to lift Caulifla's head up and smash it against the floor. "Stop hurting her!"
Kale landed a kick to his rear, desperate to pry him off. "Enough already, get off her!"
She went around to grab Shosa by the neck but was punched down by a new opponent. She got up and saw Universe 10's Methiop smiling at her. She charged at him, he dodged and grabbed her neck. Universe 10's Napapa approached, picked up Shosa and Caulifla by their heads. Caulifla stretched an arm out to Shosa, ready to tear him apart, and Shosa aimed a blast at Napapa's face. Before either could act, Napapa smashed them together. Blood dripped from both their heads. The two fighters squirmed in his giant, meaty hands, only encouraging him to tighten his grip.
"Let her go!" Kale screamed, thrashing as Methiop lifted her by the neck. He drove a fist into her stomach and she coughed up a hunk of spit. As he watched the abuse Napapa inflicted on her sister figure, she sensed her control slipping away.

"Smash, smash, smash!" Napapa sang, continuing to bang the two fighters together.
"Punch, punch, punch!" Methiop joined in. Kale flailed her arm out, managed to grasp his mandibles, and tore at them. He grabbed her wrist and kneed her several times in the chest.
"Please! Why are you doing this?" Kale begged. She whimpered and thought of the only way she would be able to help. Helpless, she growled in frustration and her eyes flickered green.
"Bash, bash, bash and crunch, crunch, crunch!" Napapa continued in elation. He squatted down and leapt, launching himself into the air. He held Shosa and Caulifla beneath him and slammed them face-down into the arena floor upon his landing. Shosa clung to consciousness. Caulifla, having already suffered the beating from Shosa, drifted into sleep and the golden energy of her hair faded. The Universe 10 fighter lifted the broken combatants up in display.
The veins in Kale's face and neck were bulging. Her hair stood on end, she dripped sweat, her arms and legs trembled. She felt her mind being cleared of everything that made her who she was, and being refilled with a red-hot primal urge for one single thing. "Stop. I don't want to... don't make me..." she muttered.
"Mash, mash, mash. Munch, munch, munch." the sumo wrestler said, tossing the unconscious Caulifla to the floor and winding up a punch to finish Shosa.
"Crash, crash, crash! What's for-" Methiop sang, and saw Kale's eyes.
They were islands of green in a white sea, and they didn't suggest happiness on her part. Her hair spiked up, filled in with a glowing green. She tore herself from his grip effortlessly and her muscles rapidly expanded. She threw her head back and gave a maddened roar.
"-lunch?" Methiop finished as he was swatted into the distance.

Goku sighted 18 again and dashed towards her, only to have his position reset before he could get close. He went Super Saiyan and tried again but the increase in power did nothing to help him; he was translocated back yet again. For a moment he was going to go Super Saiyan 2, then started thinking intelligently. He put two fingers to his forehead, focused on the any signature of the person 18 was fighting, and was there.
"Hey, 18!" he said, greeting Majora with a punch in the nose. He was then moved again and the moment he arrived at his new location a pair of arms came from behind and clamped down on him.
"Hi there," said Universe 4's Nink, squeezing the Saiyan. "Wanna' come with me to Heaven?"
Goku squealed and noticed a stack of green-blue ki orbs ahead and to his left. They shifted to the right, lining up with him. "Oh, no."
"Was that a friend of yours?" Majora asked, rubbing his nose.
"Something like that," 18 said.
"I hope this doesn't sound rude, but what kind of name is 'Eighteen?'"
"The kind of name that comes after 'Seventeen.'"
Majora dropped down, spun one on foot and kicked 18's legs out from under. The Android crouched as she fell, put her arms out and caught herself. She launched towards Majora, readied a blast and aimed it at him. Before she reached him she tilted her hand down, fired at the floor and rode the explosion over her opponent. Grabbing him by the back of his robe in mid-air, she pulled him to the floor and stuck her landing. She charged her Power Blitz and chucked the pink/white sphere down at the prone Universe 4 fighter, turning it into an energy wave as it traveled. He rolled to the left, stuck an arm out and pushed himself up to avoid the attack. He rose and, mapping the area by scent, aligned himself between 18 and someone in the distance. He turned away from his opponent and ran, charging a one-handed energy wave.

"Where do you think you're going?" 18 said, chasing after him.
When she was close to catching up and could see the edge of the arena ahead she was suddenly moved; Majora was no longer in front of her. He fired his attack into 18 from behind, at point-black range, pushing her back. Taken by surprise but determined not to be moved any closer to the edge, she fought against Majora by pushing herself back with a wave of her own. With his free hand Majora jabbed her in the waist. Distracted, she shouted and buckled under the pressure of the energy wave and was sent tumbling near the edge. 18 squatted and leaped away, speeding up her travel by pushing off with her hands. She turned and went to punch Majora in the gut, but he blocked her fist with his own.
"You're skilled," he said earnestly. "However, I don't think you're going to beat me. Aside from my scent I don't have any special ability, but along with Shosa and Ganos I'm probably one of the strongest fighters on Team Universe 4."
There was a pause. 18 faked a punch with her other hand and he prepared to catch it. Before their blows connected she shot a wide, white beam from each eye into his face. While he was recovering she kicked him pulled him down by his ears, elbowed him in the side. She jumped behind him and blasted him in the back, but he was able to grab her arm just after and prevent himself from being pushed away by the blast.
"You're reacting to my movements pretty quickly now," 18 pointed out. "Is that your sense of smell at work?"
Majora chuckled, turned around, pulled her arm up and twisted it. She flicked her wrist down and shot several little blasts at his arm, he let go. She jumped into the air, pulled a shoe off, and threw a Kienzan down at her opponent. When he jumped over it she tossed the shoe at his face. He shook his head and punched the empty space in front of him with a grimace. The Android kicked him in the stomach as she landed, launching him near the edge. He shot a beam which missed and went over her leg. She then fired her Infinity Bullet for several seconds, hitting him with a swarm of blue elliptical blasts. When she finished his sense of smell had recovered but he had been pushed off the arena and was now hanging on. 18 stepped on and grinded her heel against his hands, but he refused to let go. She kicked at his fingers with her toes, prying them off. Majora grabbed her foot and, knowing he wouldn't be able to get back in the arena, swiftly twisted it at an uncomfortable angle. Her ankle popped and she shook her opponent off with a cry of pain.

Majora appeared in the stands. "Damnit, Majora!" Quitela said, sighing loudly. "You shouldn't have blabbered about your sense of smell so much..."
"I am sorry for my defeat," the Universe 4 fighter said solemnly. "It's strange. Her energy attacks were relentless, as if she always had more power to put into them."Kuru's expression suggested little more than mild interest. "Well," he said, "at least you damaged her a little bit. She should be easier to defeat, now."Goku's face and hair were scorched and he fought in Nink's crushing grip as he was carried to the edge of the arena. Beerus shouted at him to not let his guard down around Team Universe 4 and he better not get eliminated. Quitela laughed and cheered for 'Push-and-Pull' to throw the Saiyan off the arena. When Nink was a few steps from the edge Goku threw his head back and screamed, transforming to Super Saiyan Blue. Nink turned and was about to spin and launch Goku, but the Saiyan broke from his hold and shoved his opponent out the arena. Nink put a hand in front of himself with the palm facing in, and moved it outward. He was no longer falling from the arena; he was behind Goku now and wound up a kick.
"I knew it!" Goku said, performing a backflip the moment Nink left his sight. He landed behind Nink, grabbed his opponent's leg that was still on the floor and pulled. Nink fell on his face. "You're the guy who kept movin' me around; you can do it to yourself, too."
Nink got up and ran away from the edge. "That's a powerful transformation you have there," he said, lifting a hand. "But, that's right. I'm 'Push-and-Pull' Nink."
"That's going to be tough to fight against," Goku said, running with him.
"Yeah. That's the idea."
"But that ability must have some limits, right?" Goku asked. "Otherwise you could have pushed everyone off the edge right away."
Nink coughed. "Maybe."
Goku dropped to Super Saiyan 2 in order to converse energy. Both fighters glared at each other. They hopped away from the edge. Goku saw Android 18 hobbling away from the edge nearby. He took her on his shoulder and helped her walk.
"I beat him," she explained with a grunt, "but I think he twisted my ankle."

They traveled a good distance away from the edge and she pushed him off her. "That's not good," he said, "but we gotta watch out for this other guy. I think he has the power to move people around. Not, like, in any direction, but bring ya' closer or further away to him."
Nink appeared with his arm out, palm facing inwards. He stabbed his foot into 18's ankle and she screamed. At the same time he slammed his arm into Goku's gut, who doubled over and groaned. "I'm also a team player," he added, hopping back away, "and have very good eyesight."
"I assume," 18 said acidly, lifting her foot and shrieking, "he can also move himself?"
Goku giggled and rose. "Uh, yeah..."
18 rolled her eyes and quietly told the Saiyan her idea how to defeat Nink. Goku nodded and told the Android how he would make it work. The Universe 4 fighter beat his chest, emitted a gruff, dull-sounding battle cry and sent a barrage of blasts to Goku and 18. Goku batted these away as he charged at Nink, who put on a daring look and brought his hand out. Goku stopped for a moment, but then resumed his charge and extended a fist, shouting "I think you're bluffing!"
Nink stepped to the side to avoid the punch but Goku jumped at the last moment and brought his fist into his cuirass, hoping to break it. Nink's armor was uncraked although he was staggered a little by the impact. He aimed a kick at the Saiyan's chest in an attempt to swat him down to the floor. Goku dodged, grabbed Nink's ponytail and yanked.
"How dare you touch a half-orc's hair!" Nink yelled. He snatched Goku's elbow and bit down on his upper arm.
Goku shrieked, let go and was thrown away by a punch to the chest. He landed a short distance away from his opponent, and to his left. He rubbed his stinging arm while Nink smoothed out his ponytail. 18 launched herself in front of Nink, pushing off and landing with her good foot. She had a swirling green-and-pink cone of ki in each hand. When she arrived, the Universe 4 fighter immediately ran to the right.
"18, wait!" Goku shouted, raising his eyebrows and pretending to be concerned. Nink had his palm facing outwards and moved his hand back as 18 fired her attack. As he moved his palm Goku touched two fingers to his forehead and appeared directly behind 18.

A look of worry came over Nink as 18's attack widened and moved into him. He was pushed back but fought against it, forcing 18 to plant her foot with the twisted ankle, which she had been treating gently, firmly on the floor. Nink continued getting pushed as she pumped more energy into the attack, he managed to steady himself and slowly bent backwards, careful to not get uprooted, until he was far enough back he could stand on his hands and feet. With his torso sticking up he let the energy wave tear apart his cuirass, travel over him and continue into the World of Void. He stood up, panting.
"It didn't work," Goku pointed out.
18 breathed in through her nose. "No," she agreed, massaging her ankle, "it didn't. And he now knows about your Instant Transmission. However, now we know how long he has to go before using his ability again."
They came up with a new plan. It had to work a specific way and it came down to positioning. 18 wasn't sure if Nink would be stupid enough to eliminate himself, but Goku was confident it would work. They rushed towards him and forced him further back with a series of strikes, not allowing him any room to fight back and staying horizontal from each other so Nink and them would not be in a straight line. Once they were near the edge Goku put himself a short distance behind Nink and 18 jumped back towards the center of the arena. Both of them formed a shield around their back and prepared an energy wave, Goku using his signature Kamehameha.
"You can't move us to trick us into attacking each other!" they said.
I won't be moving you, Nink thought smugly, put a hand out and pulled it back, planning to move himself behind Goku. As he did this Goku used his Instant Transmission to travel to 18, then used it again to go back to Nink, only a little further behind him. His target's position having changed at the last moment, Nink translocated backwards relative to Goku and appeared out of the arena. He looked beneath him, fell, and appeared in the stands.
Quitela facepalmed. "Nink, you eliminated yourself."
"The plan has failed," the Universe 4 fighter agreed matter-of-factly.
"You fought well," Majora said. "Thanks for helping out in my battle, as well."