"Holy shit! This is some serious...." Damon rasped, but before he could finish, a bright flash of light enveloped his main body and whisked him away.
His reflection however, still stood there, under the gazes of everyone present.
Over at the third year's seating area, Silvie, the silver haired beauty turned to Emmett. "You were saying?" she asked with a triumphant smile.
"This is a rather unusual situation." Emmett muttered, his gaze still centered on Damon down at the arena.
"Really? I believe what you said was; There no chance in a million that my dear brother comes out on top if those two ever clash."
Emmett turned his head to her. "I know that, which is why I said it was an unusual situation." he said before he turned his gaze back to Damon. "You certainly have gotten stronger, haven't you?" Emmett muttered.
