Amy sighed a bit as her guard dropped. "Non-lethally... You swear?" The young martial artist asked rather warily. Amy was used to competitions being incredibly, well, competitive. In tournaments she always knew who her opponent was but in this kind of competition anyone was out to kill her. Perhaps it would be good to have a truce for now. She ran her fingers through her hair as she sighed. Amy figured the more allies she had the better the chance she would have to survive the competition, ascend to Godhood, and, hopefully, use her new founded powers to return home.

"Fine. But on one condition." Amy said, putting her hands on her hips. "You join me. We can train together and we can take on this stupid competition together and when the time comes up to it we would be the last two to go. Sound fair?" She offered, hoping the gruff God would accept her proposal.

Sticking her hand out as to shake his, the cyber punk martial artist introduced herself. "My name is Amy. Used to be a martial artist back in my world."