[h1][b][i][color=CC99FF][center]Dorian Gray[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/1064032443553828874/CQrs.gif[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=CC99FF][b]Location[/b][/color]:  Training Room A
[color=CC99FF][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Possession Combat, Perception,  Hiding[url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/1064032443860004934/Screenshot_20210223-112042_Instagram-1-1.jpg]First Day Fit[/url][/center]
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Dorian felt relief as he saw Sabine's steps stop midway. Good, she was snapped out of the enchantment as well. He'd hoped she'd manage to get them all paranoid, or fighting amongst themselves, but it didn't seem like she'd managed to do anything. Dammit. He kept his song up, singing to weave the enchantment amongst the Mighty Marvels. He wanted to expand the enchantment, to grab more of them in it, but he didn't want to risk  losing the ones he had for the sake of greed. Daggers went flying wide, moving past Dorian/Xènia and digging into the shoulder of Salah. He really hoped that it didn't count as maiming. But the judges didn't seem to say anything so far, so perhaps they were in the clear. After all, Paul was attempting to spear them, and from what little intel Dorian had of this group he knew Paul's only skill was using a spear. Dorian had to fight the urge to help Percy out when Paul charged towards him. He didn't think that this enchantment would make them fight the team harder, he wanted it to distract them!

Dorian felt useless, like he couldn't do anything to help but keep the siren captive in her own body until they eventually won out. There was a loud thwack and before he knew it Percy had knocked out Paul. Good. Now all that was left were…his legs were locked up. He looked down and watched as Arsène and began professing his love, asking for his hand…or well her hand in marriage. An idea instantly clicked in his head. [Color=CC99FF]"You want my hand? Prove to me your dedication, your love. Fight Salah until there is only one victor, knock them out and show me how much my hand means to you."[/color] He'd thought about giving Arsène a kiss, a little tease of the treat waiting for him if he succeeded,  but then he recalled he wasn't in his own body. It didn't feel right to use someone else like this without consent. So he left it at the verbal promise. Once those who were enchanted had fallen, Dorian could tell his team of those who's powers he knew of, but till then he needed to keep up the charade.