"Haha! Excellent work, Ice Queen! Make them bow before your majesty!" Jouma was really getting into the swing of things, and that could be taken as a good omen or a bad sign. Regardless, they weren't the only ones who were planning on sabotaging the competition.

Up ahead an awkward looking drone buzzed, a precarious looking device slung underneath. Once released a massive patchwork of glue would be spread out all over the ground. This was something that Jouma couldn't deal with, but it did look like they could get by the patchwork as it was not placed down to cover the entire ground. That said, if they hit it they'd no doubt tear their entire car apart. To make matters worse the RPM for the engine was slowly decreasing, and looking over the engine Jouma wasn't not sure why. He kicked it a few times, but this only seemed to make the matter worse. "You will have to glide through the side! I will try to breath life into the engine!" He looked it over, and as they slowed down one of their rivals flew past them...only they didn't see the glue, and their front wheels caught and flung their passengers far down the track. Unperturbed, Jouma ran his fingers over the engine...and found that one of the fuel lines came loose. Well, that'll do it. Once plugged back in they began to pick up speed once more.

Ylva Riis

The fight had barely begun, but Jouma was already having fun! He wasn't expecting his opponent to be this defensive, but all the better as he couldn't remember how much of an edge he gave this axe exactly. No matter!

Her counterattack did force him back, the edge of the bat clipping his finger (and boy did it hurt!), and as she staggered he raised his axe...but right. This would do irreparable harm to her. And he couldn't have that! This was a friendly bout between peers, and as a man it would break all kinds of codes to do that. So instead he reached out to take her by the shirt and hoist her up, bringing her around in an arc in order to slam her into the ground. "Your vigor, your energy! It is awe inspiring! Show me more!" Depending on how Freja cushioned her fall, Jouma would aim a kick while she was down in order to eject her from the ring. Despite his overwhelming strength, he was predictable, fallible, and seeing as he was trying to win the cheap way he was trying to goad some hidden demon lurking within Freja.

Freja Helt

Jouma let out a laugh, striking a pose as he put to fingers against the ground. "Oh? Isn't it obvious!" Another tile on the ground would vanish, turning into that same energy as he held up his other hand, an axe beginning to form. "I am THE DEVIL!" With a might roar he swung down at the grappling hook, diverting it off course and forcing it to sail off to his right. A broad smile crossed his face, a few thoughts crossing through his head. A part of him didn't have any qualms disassembling her gear, but that still small voice told him that it was very ungentlemanly to take away a woman's only means of survival. As such he'd just have to overpower her with his overwhelming might!

He pushed off the ground, charging at her with weapon in hand. He was obviously going to hold back enough to not do serious harm to her (he did make an axe, so he might have to revisit that later), but he needed to probe her defenses. She was a second year, right? How exactly did that come to be? Was she manlier than he was, and just wasn't showing it? He needed to know! And so he would begin to swing wildly at her, attempting to force her back with all his might!

Freja Helt

Jouma just laughed as she interjected, but he didn't mind too much. It also didn't change the fact he couldn't remember her name (did he even know it? it was doubtful at this point). As he picked up pieces and chunks, he began to lay everything out into the rough shape of a vehicle. Some things that looked plain, or that other people might find useful but he had no use for, he would deconstruct. More and more of a red energy floated around him, and as Ylva brought more and more parts for use he just clapped his hands. "Magnificent!" He handed her a tire iron, pointing at the wheels. "Ensure they're secured well on the axels, I will start getting the buggy together shortly!"

The sad truth of the matter, after the amount of time elapsed, the "buggy" looked less like a land vehicle and more like a loose collection of parts. It would be hard to see them getting anywhere in it. However, he seemed to be unconcerned. He looked over the engine, patted it down and sealing up a few loose items (clearly, this thing was a cobbled mess), and after a little tinkering got the thing to sputter. "Hmm...that's not right." Taking a wrench and beating it a few times as it sputtered the engine roared to life, complete with rattling and clicking an old engine like so would have. "Aha! Beautiful! Now witness, Ice Queen, the birth of our winning child!" Poor phrasing aside, the mass of energy that was coalescing around him would suddenly strike out. Loose parts laid out on the ground would suddenly be bound together, axels supported by strips of dark red energy, crude bolt-like constructs holding the engine and the two seats into the frame. If there was one thing he could get credit for, it was doing this quickly. However, despite the impressive display this buggy looked like it wanted to die, and probably would if he stopped focusing.

"It will take a great deal of energy to maintain the form and to keep its heart beating," he says, voice strained. "You take the front seat and steer us to victory. If it were to die, I've included pedals for us to generate the power to get us across the finish line.!"

Ylva Riis

Jouma was surprised that he was not given the option to sign up for the assembly event. Who did this school think he was, a wimp? Manly men like Jouma were more than capable of doing more than punching things! He could totally build something on par with what the support students could do, he didn't care if he didn't have an engineering degree! Didn't ask, didn't need it!

What he was surprised about, however, was the foreigner's interest in this event. He didn't really know her name, but with how she acted and with how her quirk worked, he just called her 'Ice Queen'. It was fitting. And seeing how she didn't seem to know what exactly she was doing, this was a perfect way to flex his skills! They were assigned to build a vehicle that would be pitted against other students, something to go fast and maybe even take a few hits. There was plenty of scrape around, so the best thing to do was to get to it!

"Alrighty, Ice Queen," he begins, turning to her with his big dumb arrogant smile. "I can get us set up and going. We'll need an engine, parts for a frame, and a working set of wheels! I'll set to work getting the frame put together, could you flag parts for us? I'm counting on your!" And then he was off, no doubt to start work on his Root Goldfish Machine.

Ylva Riis

Jouma was offended that Eli would suggest such a thing, but he was too busy to respond. The renewed assault was something he couldn't deal with, at least effectively. While he wanted to be the one to land the final blow, he had to get in close in order to make that happen. And his teammates were already working ahead of him, with Ylva having a clear advantage thanks to her quirk.

That said, he was no pushover, either. Dodging and weaving through the onslaught, he flung his axe at a cluster of tendrils that were at bay from Ylva's ice and made it to one of the container doors that had fallen off. Using his Herculean strength, he lifted the panel up and held it up as a shield! Though to anyone watching, he struggled a bit. And he only managed half the door, using his quirk to dismantle part of it to make it easier to handle. "Come, Ice Queen! We have an evil to wallop!" With his newfound shield, he'd begin to press the assault. Despite his offer of defense, he was not going to wait on anyone, and began to recklessly charge forward. At the very least, he made an interesting distraction!

Yanai Hebiru,Samaritan,Jouma Joukou,Elijah,Ylva Riis,

tl;dr:
-Threw his axe at some tentacles
-Stole part of a container door (not a car door, but close enough)
-Tally ho, villain!