Ben winced as the spell intended for him hit someone in the crowd. Perhaps next time they might cast spell absorption barriers so that be avoided; that person didn't look too happy after they realized what was happening.

Turning his attention back to the match, he pointed his wand, hoping to transport the chandelier above them to in front of him as a physical object to take the brunt of whatever spell Rosier had cast at him. If Ben knew Rosier, he knew he didn't look happy about that last round. Best try and avoid whatever spell was sent his way.

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