[h3]Jacob -- Magic Games[/h3] Grunting as he landed from an underestimated drop, Jacob looked around the hundred-year-old hold beneath the old Magic Games Arena. It was coated in cobwebs and other such bugs things, and the skylight had been removed, but the room was still dimly lit by the yellow lacrima sitting in the middle of it. He chuckled at the thing simply being there, and walked down the slight incline towards it. About halfway down, however, the lacrima suddenly shot into the air, well out of the mage's immediate reach. [color=00FF00]"Going to need to do a little better than than Sheldon."[/color] He'd say under his breath as his wings reformed again, and he kicked off the ground, using his wings to propel him up to the magic stone. His hand was within an inch of it when he was suddenly blasted with electricity and thrown back down to the floor of the cave.

That was sudden, to say the least, he thought to himself. Sitting up, he looked up at the floating stone that had just struck him down. It sat there, peacefully in the air, halfheartedly taunting him. He stood up, looking at it as he did. [color=00FF00]"I didn't actually mean that, you know."[/color] He cracked his knuckles, and at that moment the stone decided to shoot off down the mineshaft to his left. That earned a chuckle from Jacob, as that made it seem almost... Afraid of him. Rolling his shoulders, Jacob took off after it, the stone lighting up just enough of the corridor he didn't trip over everything or run into walls.

It wasn't long until he then reached a large room, and the yellow lacrima joined a violet and a rainbow lacrima in the center of a pit. Jacob would slide down into the pit without hesitation, and would attempt to approach the lacrima before they thought to do something other than be inert. He didn't have any luck in this matter however, and again, as he reached for them, he was slammed with a stone fist. Grunting, the mage tumbled across the pit until he slammed against the wall. Groaning, and rolling his shoulders, Jacob slammed his fists together. [color=00FF00]"[i]Grand Animal Soul: Ape![i]"[/color] He transformed, and charged the three-lacrima-charged golem head on. It charged back, but a construct of rock and magic was no match for an Ape, and a giant one at that. Jacob punched clear though the golem, and grabbed the two lacrima in it's chest. The head, being the rainbow lacrima, headbutted Jacob to little avail, and he grabbed that on with his other hand, gave it a good shake, and stuffed them all into his bag. Reverting back to his human form, he grinned to himself. That was clearly supposed to be harder. Or, maybe not. It was a race after all. Jacob was running back down the corridor when the thirty minute warning came out.