Jack was not so sure he could provide enough emotion for the spells to really pack a punch. He narrowed his eyes at the incoming opponents, trying to get himself emotionally charged. He gripped his book tightly, thinking of his crappy life, and how his only friend is the most 'talkative' mamodo ever. His book shined this time with black light, blinding to others but to him, the spells were still readable. His heart pounded as he read the spell once more "Diadar!" He screamed.

[i]Mysterions head snapped toward Jack never seeing this kind of emotion in the boy before. Much more emotion that he could say for himself, however. He could feel that Jack was ready to fight, which again completely took him by surprise. He raised up his hands feeling the ball of dark smoke form in his hands. This time, it wouldn't be so weak. Mysterion smirked behind the misty black smoke covering his face. He released the ball with a swish and it flew toward the mamodo.[/i]