The man in a fancy suit emerged from the smoke as he snapped his fingers. Before long, all the people in the audience stand disappeared bar the men in black cloaks. "You!" Zebulon growled at the man in a fancy suit. The latter had blood dripped from his face as his expression was ugly. "You will pay for dirtying my clothes, you bastard!" the man in a fancy suit swore as his true personality was revealed. Zebulon, in his anger, charged towards the man in a fancy suit. Likewise, the latter too head straight at Zebulon charge, butting heads as soon as they met.