Crask felt a sharp pain against his leg, and he stumbled under the force. By the time he recovered, Draco had vanished into the arena, to a great roar from the crowd. He didn't understand what was happening, this had all been arranged before. "I...I...don't understand" Crask managed to mutter, suddenly gripped with fear. He felt a spear point in his back, as the guards silently marched him up towards the arena. Entirely unprepared, he felt a sword forced into his hand as he was forcibly thrust into the arena, and the gate slammed shut behind him.