Serenade truged his way out of the arena only to be confronted by an even greater amount of reporters. Serenade was greatful however for the security that had ammassed to make a route for him. As the gold warrior began his sojurn to his hotel he was escorted by a extra group of security. Serenade soon made his way where he was confronted by a small team of reporters, reporters whose companies had payed the hotel and tournament commitee to obtain this time for an interview. Serenade sighed a breath of exauhstion but went ahead of the interview that lasted for 3 hours by the elite team. Soon afterward he made his way to his quarters and then after closing and locking the door he then slumped down and leaned on the door in an attempt to regain some energy. [glow=black,2,300]"Why am I so tired? This isnt right at all. I. . .I should have way more power right now. That another thing, why couldn't I use my full power?"[/glow] [glow=purple,2,300]"It's very simple Serenade. Your power is my power and I can limit the flow to what I see fit. I feel that your max was a little too much for this tounament at this time so I set a limit to how much power I offered you and increased the amount progressively. Rest Serenade, and by the time you awake your energy will be refreshed."[/glow] [glow=black,2,300]"So that's what it is. Alright I understand but I hope I can recieve my full power in the finals."[/glow]With that Serenade passed out into a state of slumber.