With Violet more or less green lighting his idea, and James getting a head start on preparing the platform for himself and Ryan, Dimitri rolled his shoulders a bit and clenched his fists. The air began to fill with a ringing sound not unlike the sound produced by a tuning fork, slight at first, but then increasing in volume. The source of the sound was none other than the cyborg, who's arms were vibrating from the sound he was producing. Dimitri looked at the other team on the opposite side and grinned widely at them. Unlike before this expression held no warmth or friendliness. His eyes glowed with an eerie intensity, his smile was tight and predatory, like the the sort of snarling grin you'd see on a hyena moments before it lunged for your face. With the tension stacking up Dimitri was rediscovering that competitive side of him that had drove him to take up boxing in his younger years. "[b]Ready to go on your say so, co-headmaster.[/b]" Dimitri said, somehow retaining the cheerful tone that he'd had coming in despite his snarling visage.