Titanium just sat on her board watching, rather amused by Black Hawk getting smashed and bashed by Artemis. This was her fight originally, and she wanted action. But, She knew that she had no interest in actually fighting until the hawk would stop messing around and get serious. Well, that was what she had speculated. Since, the smokey figure kept getting bounced around like a kickball. But, that detail didn't matter to her anymore. Because, at that second, she felt someone. Someone... abnormal. She would look around, rather dumbfound. Was someone there? Watching the match?<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF00">"No, it's just me."</span>Titanium would say to herself.<span style="color: #FFFF00">"I'm pretty sure that anyone else would be bored by now.</span>