[color-black][h3]Marduk[/h3][/color]
Marduk walked along with Aiden when he told him he had someone to meet. Marduk followed along, interested on who else had joined Vyper Bolt during his absence. Much to his surprise it was a young boy who was a God Slayer, just like him. He walked up to the boy, his massive body towering over him. He raised an eyebrow, rubbing his chin. [color=black][b]"Oooh? Another God Slayer huh...interesting. Didn't expect Vyper Bolt to get another one." [/b][/color] He greeted Xavier with a grin and a firm handshake [color=black][b]"Nice to meet you.[/b][/color] Before he could continue, the games had already started. He nodded to Xavier, walking off into the stadium along with the rest of the team. He was slightly surprised that Aiden was the first to start, nodding to him [color=black][b]"Good luck"[/b][/color

Marduk watched the battle between Aiden and the Lunar Wolf Mage Kuroko. A smirk came across his face as he looked at the Lunar Wolf area. [i]No need to let off such a killing intent. Your chance will come kiddo[/i] Across the stadium was Reiner, glaring at Marduk with the intent to kill in his eyes. The hurdle he placed was about to be tested during the games. To see if he's able to kill the Wizard Saint Marduk.

Marduk was surprised by the turn of events, Kuroko coming out victorious over Aiden. His Black Ice gave him the surprise and edge that he needed in order to win the event. No matter, they would just have to win the next events. Marduk patted Aiden's shoulder when he entered [color=black][b]"Learn from this defeat and study him down to his very breathing pattern. If you two face again, be sure to win"[/b][/color] Suddenly, a powerful magical presence was exerted throughout the stadium. Most people showed concern or stress or some type of negative emotion...except for Marduk. A grin formed on his face, listening to Gwen speak about Revan. He could feel his hairs standing up, Revan was one of the Mages here he would fight. There was also Ajax, but due to rules and regulations of being a Saint Marduk was unable to fight him. 

He examined the next fighters coming out, studying the four of them from the stands. He raised an eyebrow at the young white haired males actions. He took a seat on the floor, getting into a meditation position. He had already predicted the outcome of this fight. Rest was what he needed.