Emet-Selch sincerely hopes his opponent isn't going to pull a sudden surprise offensive spell now because he's starting to tire from manipulating the arena so thoroughly. The conditions for victory are vague, so he supposes he ought to leave no room for doubt.

He quickly sketches another circle and shorter spikes rise out of the ground to surround Gokudera threateningly with the implication that they could impale him at any time.

It's at this point Emet-Selch raises his voice, calling out to them. "Do you yield yet, boy?"