Damon and Alistair both stood up without much fanfare, each confident in their own ability.
"Wish me luck will you?" Damon tilted his head at Anastasia only for Calum to let out a snicker.
Anastasia didn't deign to Damon an answer as the bright light transported both he and Alistair to the ground.
Almost immediately, a brilliant golden light briefly enveloped Alistair, transforming him on a cellular level, and boosting his strength to unimaginable levels.
"Going all out at the start I see." Damon mused aloud, staring at Alistair.
Alistair smiled.
"It is you, I have no other choice. My instincts are telling me that if I were to come at you in my base state..." Alistair paused a second as his spear materialized in his hand. "...I wouldn't last more than a second."
"Is that so? Then I'm honoured you view me in such high regard." Damon chuckled.
