LAST person to post is the winner!!!

Casmir smirks. "Maybe so."
Flames as tall as Foxen erupt in a ring around them, smoke choking Foxen. The trophy falls to the ground but neither have the ability to pick it up because of the fire.

Nodding at the newcomer, Casmir nods his head in greeting. "Hello, there. Just taking care of some unfinished business."
 
"Fine, I'll offer you a deal, since we seem to be evenly matched. You give me the first trophy, and keep the other one. Kay?"
 
"Okay. It's an agreement where both sides come out at least partially happy. You wanna know an example of one?"
 
"Okay, here's your example." Casmir becomes smoke only to reappear in front of Foxen's face, grabbing the trophy and disappearing in a whirl of smoke.
 

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