Djinn
A few days passed, and the contest began.
'Well, it hasn't begun yet,' thought Alex, walking towards the same building in front of which he'd met the ogre. The contest was supposed to begin today, and there was already a massive line for spectators.
However, for the participants, there was an easy way in. One simply had to show their ticket.
Cutting the line, Alex approached the second door, which was entirely empty. It seemed the participants had already entered the building, in which the contest would eventually be held.
At the second door, the amethyst-eyed boy spotted a man dressed in dark robes. His face was masked under the dark fabric, yet a snout peeked from within. His snout was scaly, and resembled a lizard.
In his hand was a jagged, wooden stick with a curved edge. A tiny, iridescent orb lay within the curved edge, emanating a dim aura. It seemed like the entity hidden under the dark robes was a magician.