Mayt looked at Lazarus, and sighed. He knew that to win a fight against him, he'd have to do it right, and do it fast. He wouldn't be an easy or nice opponent by any means. He stood up and rested his hand on his sword. He rolled his eyes at Lazarus' little speech, it was cheesy, and he was too obviously trying to look important. He waited for him to come over before saying anything. "Don't act like you're going to win just because you have 'Angelic Powers'." He made air quotes around angelic powers to demonstrate he doesn't believe they're given by god or some other deity. He sighs and looks at Sasha, and shrugs, before looking around. He wasn't sure if he and Lazarus were going to fight while Sasha and Damian did, or after. Their names were drawn first anyway, or at least, first to be said.