Slowly the big clock counted down the hour, as the guilds fought for points. They all knew only the top twenty five guilds would pass through this the preliminary round of the games. By the half way point some of the guilds had chosen to simply keep concertrating on score and were racking up the points. Last year's winners Scarmilglione outpacing everyone with over 500 points. Other smaller guilds had taken to trying to eliminate other small guilds who hadn't collected many points in the hopes of getting through. The timer around the arena suddenly began to flash only fiveteen minutes remained in the first round.<br/><br/>The mages currently in the water would suddenly notice that their supply of oxygen was rapidly depleting and they would have to more cunning in their use of there magics and team skills. Currently in joint 26th place were the Peryton guild and Granzind guild. Who would come out on top was anyones guess. To add to the general thrill for the audience the sea floor began to emit random explosions of boiling hot water. There was no logic to the timing or location.