Itzal watched Cassius on stage with a gleam in his eyes. He was such an amazing fighter, he felt that he could only dream to be as skillful and graceful as his master. He felt his cheeks flush as he continued to watch everything play out, leaning slightly on Hitori. He would definitely need to train heavily if he wanted to be the best for Cassius and his other teammates. Once Cassius was backstage, he helped Monica with the injections and in mid-action, was stopped by a vision, pulsating through the back of his mind. Itzal gasped and shuddered as the vision ended, he frowned as he looked up at Cassius, nearly dropping the syringe.

"Sir... If this vision is indeed true... We may have to act extremely swiftly..." He said softly, his ears low and his tail swishing between his legs. "Of course..." He paused slightly, smirking slightly. "I will not act unless my master commands it."