Now a crowd was beginning to gather around him. He saw a few notable figure among them. Amadeus Cross the Prodigy, who seemed indecisive on the sidelines. The Crimson Hound and the Black Devil standing next to the latest of the Daphiat line. If a fight were to break out now, the consequences would be disastrous. Releasing his position, he spoke one to his rival, still in a combat stance, "Phoenix, If you wish for a dual, find me at a time when it correct to do so. I will gladly accept the chance to cross blades with you, but our duty begins tomorrow, an we both must save our strength."

He turned his back towards his rival, and walked once more to the meal line, whihc was now deserted save for the stunned workers. He ordered his meal, and sat under the tree nearby, and began eating his meal. As the crowd watched in stunned silence at his actions, Solomon almost wished that he hadn't reunited with the Phoenix. Almost.