After Phil finished Cora's and his own Spectacular Performance, He started to devised another one. [i]Cora said I could have a prism whenever I wanted[/i] he thought to himself, kind of feeling like a spoilt child. He ran over to her after she had finished her stunning sword fight with Yhatzee. "Cora, do you think that you could create a giant sphere made out of smaller prisms? Oh, if you could give them enough room for the light to segment properly, I think I could make something absolutely breath taking". He ran to the centre stage, his eyes beaming with ambition as the shape of a sphere took place, suspended centre stage about a metre above the ground.

 Phil took a stance and, as if erupting from the ground, Light shot up into the bottom prism and, slowly, the entire sphere was turned into a contained ball of light, from one corner it was red and it slowly changed colour until it ended with purple. Phil noticed that the crowd was completely awe-struck but then Phil turned his attention to above the sphere. He saw that Toran had quickly infiltrated the sphere from the top. [i]What is he pl-[/i] Phil was thinking until the sphere exploded from the inside. The audience gasped, but it wasn't from the explosion. As Phil looked up, he saw a sphere of water vapour and steam, still illuminated by the rainbow coloured light. But in the steam was the giant silhouette of a dragon, Toran. After a few seconds of awkward anticipation, the crowd erupted into a cheer. Soon, the cloud disappeared, yet Toran wasn't anywhere to be seen. He looked around for him, until he felt the weight of something fairly light (Heh Heh) land on his back.

 "Phil, there is something important I need to tell you" he said, sounding serious. "Can't it wait, Toran" Phil said, feeling kind of angry at Toran for stealing the spotlight and ruining his performance (even though it was still a success). "Phil, it's Will, Something is wrong... VERY wrong" He said, this time in a more worried tone. "what's up with him?" Phil said. "He-" Toran was cut off by Phil who quickly looked around the tent, they wanted more. "I'm sorry Toran, this'll have to wait" Phil said as he started thinking up new ideas for performances, he was kind of addicted now. He ran towards the edge of the tent, away from the eyes of the crowd. He started to cycle through the new ideas for the next stage of his part of this performance. Toran flew off with haste to spy on Will some more.