He had realized what Belle was trying to do.
The entire sparring session was a stage set by Belle for Brandon to show everyone what he was currently capable of.
That much was certain.
He didn't mind it.
The people around them respected him, only because he was Omar's son.
Not because he was Brandon.
Raising Brandon's status in the family and to the people around them was the least he could do for the original Brandon Locke.
Hence why he went along with Belle's plan.
Belle…
She didn't question the threads, but she obviously noticed it.
He could trust her.
Her warm smile towards him during the entire session had made it clear to Brandon that she adorned her brother.
It tugged Brandon's heart knowing he wasn't the real Brandon.
A fake merely pretending.
But,
…He could take the mantle.
Lightning.
Ice.
Wind.
Curse.
Earth.
Water.
And… Fire.