Selina sighed. So much for a flying final. There was going to be no flying, no gigantic spiders or balloons or anything obscene. She lived for this final every year and now they were completely grounded. This was not fun. Then again... she did like to paint and create. It was not a terrible idea to be honest. Okay she was on board with this final now.

So she walked across the pitch and looked at all of the brooms that were strewn about. Her eyes scanned each broom until she found one she felt comfortable with. Alright... awesome... this would work.