"What about the headmasters."

Someone in the crowd shouted. Others voiced their agreement and Akkarin smiled. Looking over at Dumbuldore. Standing up, Dumbuldore followed Akkarin down to the floor. Walking to opposite ends of the arena, Akkarin looked up at Balkan.

"The rules have been understood by both participants. Start the duel. Now!"

Akkarin blasted Dumbuldore with fire strikes. Dumbuldore countered these and sent a spray of water back at Akkarin. It splashed against his shield and started to fill the arena. The water filled the arena up to the shield limit and the audience gasped in impressiveness. Akkarins expression showed nothing. Blank. Dumbuldore had cast a charm that allowed him to breath underwater. Akkarin and Dumbuldore watched each other carefully. A twitch of his hand alerted Akkarin to a powerful attack. Akkarin replied with the same power of attack. Akkarin propelled himself around the arena and attacked from all sides. Landing on the floor he sent heat waves to evaporate the water. Half the water was gone when Dumbuldore started to attack. Akkarin and him was now in a heated deadlock. The crackle of the arena shield erupted over the sound of the cheering.

"Stop!"

Lord Balkans voice boomed over the rest of the sounds.

"We will stop now. The shield is unable to cope. It is a draw."

Groans came from all around but most of Soneas friends understood what that meant.