How curious. Naddarobo has become lose in his delusions, imagining himself speaking to the cast of a restaurant.
This sort of thing is to be expected from one who witnesses the horrors beyond reality, without having the necessary state of mind to withstand it. lower consciousness beings have suffered much worse, so you're lucky.
As for the strange idea that has come into your head, let me clarify things for you, before I take mercy and revert you to your previous state of non-insanity.
Firstly, I used an automatic defense. Nowhere did I see it was 'armor'. rather, it was closer to an aura. furthermore, you could not have 'turned it off' because it was already in the 'off' state beforehand. you would have had to preemptively prevented it from activating.
Secondly, as for my magic stone, while I have many, none are on my person. Nor are they necessary for me to cast my magic. Also, in no way could my actions be described as magic - unless you know nothing about what I just performed. Rather, that was a form of forbidden invocation, a type of dark arts completely separate from the rules that govern magic.
You are wrong on all accounts. And since you made no attempt to defend, you are now dead.
Fortunately, I am greatly merciful. In the first place, you were not supposed to challenge the host of the tournament. It's just plain bad manners.
The rules will be amended in the future.
I DECLARE FROGGYCHUM THE VICTOR
For my precious reward, I shall grant myself a lifetime supply of pastrami sandwiches. To replace the one you destroyed.
As your punishment... well, I would say you've suffered enough. However, the rules are the rules.
Thus, after restoring your condition so that you may fight another day, for the remainder of your next match (whoever else you choose to fight with), you can only make attacks or defenses that start with the letter "F" and contain an "N". These are our initials, as a souvenir for the outcome of this battle.
If you have complaints,
you know where to go