When he walked over to Deamon he clicked his neck on both sides and then put his hands out and a strange blue mixture of lightning and fire went up into the sky and then it bended with a small movement of his wrist.
Then it went into many shapes and colors until the lightning became an Asian dragon and the fire a tiger battling in the sky.
Then they both shot downwards and got smaller and then disappeared into his hands.
Deamon had to bite his lip to stop from laughing at the teachers face.














