Lazarus

He shook his head at Marlene. "This is all of our first grand magic games." He sighed. "You'd have to be pretty damn old to have seen the last one." He chuckled. "That's why it's so important for us to give everything... We are the first wizard to compete in this competition for years... and we'll damn well show the world the beauty of magic." He bushed slightly. Magic was a beautiful thing. Just as life was. Somewhere along the line he'd forgotten that. But not today. If he had to fight today, he would win no matter what.