The Victor

"THAT'S ENOUGH!"

The booming voice from earlier was louder than ever. And no matter how badly people wanted to keep their eyes peeled on the immediate crash of the two finalists, the spectators felt the need to abruptly cover their ears as the voice echoed over the stands.

"This… How unexpected!" The announcer was the first to say anything next, baffled by what he saw. But he didn't get a chance to say more before that booming voice softened slightly and continued.

"This match is hereby over!" stated Jarrit. Suddenly standing at center stage, the dean chuckled and looked to the two young men on either side of him. Both were currently hovering in the air, entirely stationary and immobile.

"But…" Burt complained, eyeing the dean as all of his fun was dashed the moment it had been found.

"The winner is Oliver!" 

"WHAT?!"