Crask watched as Hale was led away, and slowly walked towards the front of his cell. As the guard passed his cell, he slowed down, only inches away from the bars. Crask slipped something into his pocket, quietly, and whispered into his ear "Is everything....ready?". The guard nodded slowly, and Crask smiled as he backed away from the bars. Although, the organisers would never allow Draco to be sabotaged, he was certain there were other ways to destroy him. Hale would be in for a surprise as he entered the arena.