[ a grumpy, grizzled middle-aged man in Cephean farm clothes is up on the small stage at the side, waving for attention. Once everyone is quiet: ]

Alright, listen up, we're only gonna cover the rules one more time! Finish line's down at the canal district, you'll know it when you see it! Getting out anytime's fine, if you need help just put your right hand up and yell! Medics'll get ya!

And for the last time, no stabbing, punching, shooting, kicking, clubbing, lassoing, tripping, tackling, headbutting or any other form of physical attack-ing on the lizards whatsoever! We need those boys to finish the run, too! Got it?!