Shujin ---

His attention did turn to Lazarus' match. He won, but the ending was weird. Clearly something had gotten to him. He scowled. [i]'I knew people couldn't change.'[/i] When the time came, he would strike Lazarus down. Whether it be in the games, or after. He wouldn't allow that murderous bastard to live. 

Lazarus ---

He pushed past into the Phoenix wing stand, slamming himself down into a seat. "I told you I didn't want to fight." He assumed Jamie was close enough to hear him.

A mysterious couple ---

Two hooded figures sat among the crowd, next to each other, watching the games today. "Shade." A female voice spoke. "Did you see that?" The other figure nodded. "So that's what master is after... That ferocious power. It seems anger is the only thing unlocking it at the moment though." He sighed. "Why does it have to be done this way?... Oniisan..." He clenched her fists in excitement. "We get to see you again so soon... We can go to the great world of magic together." A tear trickled down her cheek.

"Wither..." The second figure spoke up. "This is unlike you. You must feel nothing but hate. That is what master demands. That is what Zeref demands. The 'fallen two' will not interfere with our plans. We just need that fury." He gestured towards the finishing blow of Lazarus' battle. "Soon. We can go to heaven." He gripped thin air and grinned.