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Toriel raced to the location the Iron Fist Tournament was being held, having ran for quite some time to make it in time. From what it looked like by the lights and such, fights were already being held at the moment! "Oh no, i'm late!" she thought to herself as she pushed through the doors. Eyes looked up to her, but she just made her way to the counter. The person there looked up to her, and without even a word, slid her a small clipboard and a pen. Skimming it over, it was a registration for it! There were spots open! "Some girl took off after the preliminaries, so a spot opened..." said the counter woman. Toriel let out a sigh of relief. She still had time. She had made it. Filling it out and handing it back to the woman, Toriel waited patiently for her name to be called.