Almon smirked anticipating the move and formed a quick glass shield before the crystal came.

Miro glared daggers. "So I see."

" I knew you were going to be untrustworthy so, I prepared ahead. "


The glass was weak against the crystal and it began to crack.

Almon smirked. He concentrated hard conjuring up hours of practice. He replaced the ground with glass then broke it and popped out outside of the crystal.

Miro sighed. "So, you got me with this one Briar but you underestimated my son." Almon rolled his eyes. His father was always depending on him to get them out of situations.

" and you seem to have underestimated Tiara. " She retorted.


Tiara nodded, and the entire ground turned to crystal. A cage of crystal formed around Almon, then chains made of crystal bonded him to the ground.

Almon moved slightly pulling something out of his pocket. He bent down and licked it and dropped it on the ground. The small insect-like thing burrowed out and headed toward Tiara encasing her in a thread that didn't quite seem to be made out of glass.

A layer of crystal formed over it, and once the thread had been turned to crystal, it shattered.

While Tiara was working her magic on the thread, Almon changed the crystal with glass and shattered his bonds. Almon smirked. "Everyone falls for that, that absorbs your magic and makes other spells you've cast weaker. What else do you have?" he taunted.

The cage he was in started growing spikes everywhere, including the ground. And they kept growing bigger and sharper.

He concentrated on the ceiling and created a rope course he swang around until he was away from the cage and near her mother. He decided not to do anything to her, just provoke her. He smirked. "That looks dangerous. It would be a shame if one of you fell in it.

She sighed and entrapped him in a crystal ball. And whenever he moved it would roll somewhere.