The Champions began approaching their respective fire dragons one by one.
Bagman took the opportunity to stir up the crowd. He was an expert at that.
"Ha! Our Champions are certainly brave! Every one of them is facing their challenge head-on.
Look, the fire dragons have noticed them too..."
Up in the sky, Shawn's calm expression grew a little more serious. Dividing his attention between several tasks, he watched the arena below, which spread out like a lily in bloom.
The Seven-String Thunder Harp appeared in the crook of his arm, wreathed in a mysterious glow.
The pentagram-shaped Thunderlight Floating Ring behind him slowly rotated, carrying him around the pillars, ready to swoop in for a rescue at any moment.
Below, Pheobe and Gais were the first to act.
Gais vanished from sight.
Standing dozens of feet away from the Wales Green Dragon, Pheobe began a graceful dance, seductive yet pure, casting a complex Hypnosis Charm with every movement.
Countless ripples of magic shaped like butterflies radiated from her blue satin clothes, fluttering toward the green dragon.
The green dragon had been agitated, glaring fiercely at Pheobe and growling constant warnings.
When the butterfly ripples touched it without causing any harm, it dismissed them-and fell victim to the spell.
Its eyelids kept drooping now, and it was growing drowsy.
Both Pheobe and the hidden Gais looked delighted.
Boom!
But just then, the China Lion Dragon nearby began spewing huge fireballs at random. One of them struck the ground right in front of the Wales Green Dragon.
The green dragon, which had been on the verge of falling asleep, jolted awake and roared angrily at the Dragon Lion from afar.
Roar!
Pheobe stopped dancing and turned to look in annoyance.
Krum was scrambling desperately from side to side under the Dragon