Victor tried, unsuccessfully, to hold in a playful laugh at the sight of the goose before him. Now he really was glad that he had waited to use any creative spells. It had given him an advantage, however brief. Though he was sure that he had run out of luck when it came to hiding his talents. He would have to go off of skill alone, and he knew that his opponent surely was talented. He admired that. If he lost, he was glad it would be to such a skilled opponent. "Ebublio!" He cast his next spell. Imagining his opponent stuck inside of a bubble was slightly hilarious.