"Mmh, you know you can't beat me."

It was a smooth, velvety chuckle, and despite the words that he uttered, his tone was free of malice and condescension. It was all in good fun.

And in Demetrius' case, maybe everything is indeed good fun. Especially when it came to the other mage who just loved to try and outdo him.

The flames that came from his palm began to cool as the runes that were embedded on his skin started to glow less.

"But since I am a true gentleman," the man continued with a soft hum before releasing his spell, "So... I'll be gentle."