The portal to the Tournament of Champions did not look like a magical gateway. It looked like a giant television screen suspended in the void, playing a highlight reel of people getting punched in the face to dubstep music.
"Welcome to Sweeps Week!" Barry Bannington shouted over the noise of the crowd.
The Generic Getaway Van (now branded with the Syndication Network logo) flew through the screen and landed on a floating island made of concrete and gratuitous lens flares.
Elara Vance stepped out. She looked down at her outfit. Her Noir dress was gone. She was now wearing an orange martial arts gi with the kanji for "Ratings" on the back.
"I feel... aerodynamic," Elara noted, throwing a punch. "And comfortable. Finally, pants."
