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Inspired by the recent Winter Games, Gargantua and FlyingIcarus will throw together 8 350 point teams from various parts of the world: USA, Canada, Russia, Africa & the Middle East, Asia, UK, Europe and Atlantis. They'll fight it out in single elimination for the ultimate gold medal.
"I suppose you'll be a useful addition to this team, but you are aware that I am the true King of Atlantis. You are merely a pretender to the throne," the Sub-Mariner said haughtily.
"What?!?" Aquaman demanded. "You're joking, right? Well it's not funny! I'll make you eat those words, Namor!"
"Boys! Boys!" Marrina interposed between them. "Stop it. We've got to work together for the glory of Atlantis, right?"
Both agreed sulkily.
"And besides," Black Manta whispered to Captain Mako, "Once this is all over and our plans move forward, neither of them will be king of Atlantis." The villains chortled, well, villainously.
No, I was joking. Aquatic move really isn't that big a deal, after all. Even on a map with some water terrain, it's not likely to be any huge tactical advantage.
"The power of the Sub-Mariner I know of well," says the Mandarin, "and the arrogance." He lifts his arms and black light blinds Namor. His force blast ring pounds Namor right in the gut.
"First strike to you, Mandarin," he says gritting his teeth, "And LAST to me."
"Then along with arrogance we can add self-deception to the short list of your skills,"Mandarin calmly retorts.