[i]Ophelia watched as Jax got up, summoning a demon and knew then that she would be fine. But the anger and blood lust that coursed through her was nearly unstoppable. Morthos was a few rows below her, and once the fight was over and Titan had been defeated, he launched himself down towards Jax near the medics station. Ophelia followed suit, not caring who she shoved out of the way. She was furious, the venom from her teeth creating a silver barrier over her lips at this point. By the time Ophelia reached Jax and Morthos, she could see how much blood there really was and her body tensed up slightly, but she forced herself to focus on Jax, listening to Morthos go on excitedly.

[color=6ecff6]"What in God's name were you thinking!!! You could have been KILLED JAX!"[/color] Ophelia growled, the sound low, and predatory. She stood as close to Jax as she could get, looking up at Morthos for a moment before looking right into her sisters eyes. A soft whine escaped Ophelia's lips and she frowned, suddenly being interrupted by the loud speaker. The voice said that the next battle would begin between Neptune and Roxas. 

Suddenly, her attention shifted to the clock which read 1. Her eyes moved to the arena and the man from the night before stood, reaching into his pocket to grab his mask, placing it on his face and Ophelia's eyes widened. He went here? How had she never notice before. There was so much going on now that Ophelia simply couldn't focus, her hands curling around the side of the chair, cracking the frame beneath her strength.[/i]