"Drawing lots?" Everyone looked at one another, unfamiliar with the term.
That was because Homelander had said those two words in Mandarin.
Tony Stark raised one eyebrow. "Buddy, is this some kind of casino game? If it involves rolling dice, I should warn you, I got blacklisted in Las Vegas."
"It means drawing a number, like a lottery. Let heaven decide your fate."
As Homelander spoke, he flipped his wrist, and a bamboo fortune stick holder appeared out of thin air in his palm, filled with bamboo sticks.
"What kind of antique junk is this?" Tony leaned over to inspect it.
"I picked this up from a collapsed building when I was in Hong Kong." Homelander casually shook the holder, making the bamboo sticks clatter. "I thought it was interesting, so I kept it. Looks like it finally has a use."
Homelander selected six bamboo sticks from the holder and put the rest back into his Magic Pocket.
"The rules are simple." Homelander spread the six sticks in his hand. "Only one of these has the Chinese characters for 'glory' carved into its bottom. Everyone draws one. Whoever gets that stick will fight the next match. To keep it fair, I'll draw last."
Everyone exchanged glances and voiced no objections.
Since no one was willing to yield, leaving the choice to fate was indeed the fairest method.
Tony curled his lip and spread his hands. "Fine, since the boss has spoken. JARVIS, calculate the odds for me..."
"Shut up, Tony. Just draw." Homelander handed over the bamboo holder.
Tony helplessly reached out and casually drew a stick.
Then he picked it up and checked the bottom. There was nothing there.
"Looks like luck isn't on my side." He shrugged and stepped aside.
Thor was the second to step forward. His