[h3][center][color=a0410d][b]Raviel Husk[/b][/color][/center][/h3]
Raviel had not known what had happened. He had always been used to this flash of darkness whenever he teleported. To the untrained, teleportation was jarring and would take them a few moments to get their bearings. Raviel did not need those anymore. But this time, it seemed like he never got out of the darkness. Or at least, it was taking too long. That was when he figured out that something may have gone terribly wrong in his teleportation. Spatial magic has always been kind of iffy and dangerous when not handled properly - every magic is - but this one would sometimes end the user in between a wall.

He sharply took in his breath as his eyes fluttered open and saw that the nurse was looking over him. Oh. He was unconscious. The nurse had given him the official say that he had indeed lost. Raviel couldn't help but roll his eyes at himself. He hadn't gotten as far as last year but he guessed he couldn't do anything about that. [color=a0410d]"Yep, I'm fine!"[/color] He cheerily said as he sat up. Raviel felt like he needed to get a few more rest time. [color=a0410d]"Ahhh, thanks. See you again next year."[/color] He said with a wide grin.

Seleth's voice made him snap to attention and his head swirled to her. He crossed his legs as he sat there, gazing at her. Ah, so she felt like he let her win? [color=a0410d]"Trust me, I was serious about winning."[/color] He said seriously. For once, his voice was devoid of his usual cheery and joking tone that he usually had. [color=a0410d]"I didn't want to win like that. For a tournament, that would have been a really low blow. Even if I had won, I wouldn't really feel it since I didn't really plan on doing that."[/color] He told her, intertwining his fingers together. [color=a0410d]"If this was a real fight, I wouldn't have gotten off. I know that much."[/color] This time, he was grinning and he was easing back into his old persona.

He stood up, waited for a moment as he swayed and he took in a deep breath. [color=a0410d]"Accept the win Seleth. I'm gonna cheer for you in the next rounds."[/color] Raviel said with a thumbs up. [color=a0410d]"I'm fine. Just really tired. Those shadow balls sapped most of my mana pool when I teleported."[/color]

[h3][center][color=aba000][b]Faye Nisval[/b][/color][/center][/h3]
Faye watched as the other beastkin had charged in. What a good person. Now she was hoping that she could get out with a single sample in hand. She kept her focus on summoning the continuous winds and was just as surprised as Enishi when explosions were added to the mix. The fire had been fed once more and if anything, it may also have been breaking their samples. That Keith person probably was still in there. What a fearsome mercenary. 

The explosions created had debris falling onto Tirbus. She scowled as she saw this happen. Faye was surprised when Enishi gave the idea of aiding both Tibrus and the beastkin inside, but she could see the reasoning behind it. [color=aba000]"As you wish. Hold on for a few minutes alright?"[/color] She said as she took the talismans before running to Tibrus. She tapped her fan against it and the debris would blast off to the side, not to harm anything again.

Faye then looked inside where Keith was continuously firing his fireballs. With a quick glance at Enishi and a nod at Tibrus, she charged inside - letting out another strong gust of cold wind mixed in with Enishi's stronger spell to expel the fire near the entrance to avoid other boxes from suffering the same fate as their burnt bretheren. 

Faye attempted to send a strong gust of wind to Keith to at least make him stumble back so he wouldn't be able to cast another spell so quickly.