Mark discovered his grandfather and Hector dove into the sky. He was scared, he saw him as a baby black cat and now he was facing a black-winged lion and might be suspected of his skill.
However, a feeling was tickling downward of him, persuading him to beat Bo and showing his grandfather how strong he was.
As they arrived he was entirely distracted, he didn't know whether he must stop or continue the fight. His eyes drifted on prince Edward, he nodded, he knew that they might come and see him so he decided not to hide this skill. He attempted to push them to think it was their mistake for misunderstanding him.
The power of wind boiled in his blood with the Prince's command he flew up and Bo followed him. The human boy formed small swords in rows beside him.
Mark summoned the power of wind and the dark ring.
"Come on, Bo, use that loosehead properly." Mark teased him.
