Arthur rolled his eyes. Dragoon the Great? It was all he could do not to snort out loud and he'd heard some terrible stage names in his time. Still, he sat and waited for the lights to come up. The magician was a tall man, although probably only just a man. He barely looked a day over eighteen. He was dressed casually in a blue t-shirt which hung off his thin frame and dark jeans.
Arthur smirked. What a naive kid he was if he thought he could win this competition. Arthur was sure he'd got this in the bag.
The man started his act with a standard, cliche card trick, and then another tried and tested trick that any magician worth his mettle would know how to do. And then he threw Arthur and the rest of the audience for a loop. How on Earth had he managed that!?