... .:chapter 6:...

The arena was nothing like she imagined it to be. It was huge, and there were so many people that she could barely see the fights in the middle of the arena. Colin frowned when he pocketed his board.
"It's not always this busy." he said, pushing his way though the crowd. Curious, Caitlyn followed him. She could hear shouting coming from the crowd. Suddenly Colin turned around.
"It's not really a good time to be here, some Guild Leaders are fighting..." he said. She felt her heart jump for a second. "Why is that bad?" she asked, giving him a blank stare.
"Well, they tend to use a lot of power, and that may be dangerous..." he mumbled, a bit uncomfortable. She grinned, seeing that he actually was worrying about her.

"Nah. I'm curious now, so I'm going to look." she said, before pushing her way to the front.
"I knew it..." she mumbled softly. In the middle of a huge cloud of dust, she could distinguish a knight in black armor and an elementor in fiery red robes. They were going at it, and it looked like this was some kind of tournament. Sparks flew where staff and sword connected, and every fire spell that hit the dusty ground sent up a cloud of dusty air, which had the audience coughing. She could barely see their faces; the knight was an older person, she could see the deep lines in his face. But the thing that made him frightening is that he had no emotion on his face at all. His eyes looked dead. She shivered.
And the elementor was the Guild Leader of the Elementors, Nathan. Though she had the feeling no one else knew his name. He was younger, obviously, and he seemed to be having quite some trouble with the strong fighter. It was cold, and his breath condensed in the air. His eyes looked like they were on fire. Colin looked at her entranced face from the corner of his eyes. And sighed.
"I'm going to walk around for a bit, okay?" he said, patting her shoulder. She nodded quickly, not taking her eyes off the fight.

"Weak!" the knight yelled when he pushed against Nathan's staff, making him have to step backwards. Gritting his teeth, the elementor jumped back, sending a blazing Firebird at the Knight. Unprepared, the knight got hit square in the chest, falling back. Caitlyn held her breath for a second. Nathan straightened himself and she thought she could see a hint of a smile come back to his face.

The next moment though, in a flurry of movement, the knight had him pinned the floor, their weapons clashed against each other on just inches of his face. The shocked Elementor's eyes widened, and the knight smirked. Caitlyn felt herself become nervous now, and then remembered that she had never felt like this while looking at a fight... ever. Her hands were fisted and held at her chest, and she suddenly realized that the crowd had been cheering loudly the whole time. And she felt herself straighten up. 'Should I call out to him?'

That decision was quickly made, as she put her hands to her mouth and yelled his name as hard as she could. "NATHAN! BEAT HIM!" she yelled. And she could feel the eyes on her. But luckily she was one of many, and the others didn't really bother to look around. But Nathan did. His face turned to her, his eyes wide and his mouth half open to say something. But then a smirk spread over his face, and in one blast of magic the Knight was flung across the arena in a flurry of white and blue. Nathan towered over him this time, a shadow over his eyes. The Knight's hands were frozen to the ground, and his face was scrunched up in the angriest expression she had ever seen. And Nathan had the wickedest expression on his face that she had ever seen. The fight was over, though, and the elementor spun on his heel and vanished into the crowd, that parted for him without a word. Silence hung over the arena. Until one person began to cheer. And everyone else did, and Caitlyn swore she never had cheered so hard in her life. Something in her just screamed that she should, so she did. And she had a huge grin on her face while doing it.

Colin stared at her silently, before smiling as well and waiting for her to return to him. So they could head home.