"Clearly your sister likes me more than I thought if she's saying I'm devilishly handsome," Morthos spoke with a hint of sass in his tone. He gave Jax a knowing smile and said to her, "I haven't checked the board yet, I usually just take solo missions, maybe we could check it out later though." He turned his attention back to Ophelia, "So you're a vampire? That's very interesting, I'd love to ask some questions if you don't mind." Before he could get anything else in though Jax brought up Ophelia had classes and 'reminded' him he was going to get a book from the professor she was going to see. He of course had no plans to get a book, but in a second he realized what she meant. "Yes, of course," he turned to Ophelia, "I guess my interview with the vampire will have to wait, I'll see you later." He went off with Jax so she could face her opponent, "ya, ya sure I'll grab her, don't worry about it." Jax sounded like someone who wanted to prove something, there was a fire in her eyes that wasn't there before, "I'll be up in the stands, good luck!" He called after her as she ran off, giving him a cheeky wink before she slammed her scythe down in challenge. Morthos made his way to the seating area, sitting away from the crowds, old habits die hard he supposed. The fight seemed close in the beginning, but as they exchanged more blows Titans strength started to give him the advantage. Morthos wondered how quickly Jax could summon a demon, because a quick summon could help her greatly. Even that little brat of a demon Hargul could help immensely. Suddenly Jax flew across the arena because of a throw by Titan. She wasn't moving, and Morthos could smell the blood from where he was in the stands, another demon thing, a certain bloodlust in battle. The crowd had Titan as the favourite for a reason, but Morthos surprised even himself with what he did next. He shouted as loud as he could to make sure Jax heard, "Come on Jax! Get up! Don't give this jerk the satisfaction!" Others look at him, staring, but he didn't care right now, he was going to cheer on his friend. So much for keeping a low profile.