"Now now, don't be shy. If the Totem chooses you great power and latent potential could be unlocked." The Gentleman said opening his arms to the crowd.

"Vincent, you should go first!" Nicola said smacking him on the back.
"Erm I think Alysis should maybe go first, I'm not sure I am fit for war." Vincent said meekly. 
"You will never be unless you man up." Said a voice from behind him. Vincent turned to see another boy, he had blond hair but dark tanned skin, he was smiling but there was no kindness there. "I'm Jamal, House Isis prospect, but I'd join Tia for that sword. If, rather when I win it."

"Abit cocky aren't you?" Nicola responded to Jamal as she tapped her high heel on the ground and a bump of earth rose out of the ground aiming to trip Jamal up. Jamal noticed quickly and his eyes glowed slightly red, "You bitch!" He shouted stepping towards Nicola.

"You what mate?" Vincent spoke up, his hand was slightly smoking. He may be scared but he wouldn't let this guy hurt his friend, none of his friends, Alysis if she considered herself his friend, Robert too, the Bransons all of them.

Nicola placed her hand on his, the heat didn't seem to bother her. "Calm down Vincent, win that totem and show him." She said.

"Pah, you won't win it. Vincent is it, fuck with me again and I will wear your skin."