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[u][b]The Academy of the Arts - Outer Theatrical hall[/b][/u]

Mattis picked himself up from the ground, rubbing at his stinging cheek. He stared down at the newly arrived redhead, trying to figure out when kids had started becoming so tough. He had planned on charging into the theater, but eyed the flaming sword in the girl's hands. He wondered if he and Fabi could possible take down the girl along with the tiny brat and white haired man before the rest arrived. 

[i]"IT'S ROUND TWO, MOTHERFUCKER!"[/i]

Ah dagnabit. He let out a sigh, turning rather unwillingly to face the large woman and the tall guy he had knocked out earlier in the hall with the statues. None of ten looked very happy as to be expected; the woman in particular looked quite pissed off. The man seemed upset that Fabian was there; he doubted the boy would be happy to be called 'a child'. 

He slowly reached into his pocket, pulling out his bag-o-tricks that Phantom issues before every mission into Fabian's hands. He had less than the boy originally did, preferring not to deal with things that exploded, but it was better than nothing in this case. His other hand reached up to the communicator. 

"We might be late. Five-" He blinked as the brat ran past the girl wth the flaming sword and into the theater, guns blazing. "Four angry guilders, possibly more at right outside where-" he was interrupted again, this time by the scary large woman with the sword as she dove for him, He quickly sidestepped, grabbing onto her outstretched arm and following in her momentum swung around, flinging her towards the white-haired man before sprinting to the side, ducking behind a statue momentarily. He doubted his ability would be much use with all these mages around especially since they all already knew of his prescence- his specialty was sneaking up on people who didn't know he was there. 

It wasn't going to be an easy fight, but he was quite determined not to fail here. He needed to finish this job so he could go home. He darted out the other side, heading once again at the tall man who had lit the room brightly. If he could just take him out, the rest would be much easier to take care of.