Luckily now, her luck was getting better: her willpower before may have been weak, but now it was strong, and soon she was overwhelming the man who was crazy.  Eventually she got past his veil of darkness, her webbed whips striking him twice... and with that the duel was over and the world that was the realm of the sleeping returned to them.  She was fine, but the man collapsed into his own sheet of glass, the glass spire still firmly in place.  Before she could do anything...<br/><br/>"Stop!" Miss Norris shouted, approaching "Don't touch him!  It's against the Code to do anything to the loser of a Mage's Duel!  Let me handle him!"<br/><br/>She pulled out a cellphone, and made a quick call.  Soon after, a man walked up, covered head to toe in black, hoodie and trench coat obscuring his form and face, but he had a rather impressive beard.  He walked out of nowhere like he was walking around a corner that wasn't there, knelt down, checked the unconscious crazy man's pulse, and then hoisted him over his shoulders.  Nodding to Miss Norris, the man walked and seemingly turned a corner into nothingness, and was gone just like that.<br/><br/>"There, problem solved.  We'll handle the evaluation from here." the mixed woman says with her sexy accent "Good job, smart choice, exploiting an insane man's lack of willpower and mind... smart.  Now... we need to get rid of this glass monstrosity, and neither of us has the ability to rightly do that.  But... perhaps if you nudge Fate in the right direction..."<br/><br/>Her hint was rather obvious: they needed a rather 1-in-a-million shot to get rid of this thing...