Brent had been totally pumped up and excited about being chosen as an IMPS competitor ever since the day that mysterious book called out his name. He had a lot riding on this, too. He was literally competing against his peers from both the school he had started out at and the school he was currently attending. No extra pressure or anything. Psh.

Who was he kidding? There was a lot of extra pressure, and it was eating away at his nerves right now.

He drew in a quiet breath as he looked out toward the forest. He was either going to come out of this thing a hero or a complete and total loser. He just hoped he wasn't the first one eliminated. He was pretty sure Skylar, Madelyn, and just about every other girl at this school would have his name on their black list for the rest of forever if he got kicked out first. He tried to push those thoughts from his mind, though, seeing as the competition was starting, and it was starting right now.

He took a moment to do several things before taking a step forward. First, he studied his surroundings. At the moment, there was nothing before him but the darkness of the forest and a thick fog settling around it. His eyes flickered from one area of the forest to the other, but there was nothing. With a keen sense of his surroundings still in place, Brent flicked his wand out his holster and gripped it tightly in his hand.

Duuuuuude. It was cold. Not wanting to waste another single second, he gave a quick, "Caelum Saepio," before taking a single step forward. Okay, it was dark. Really dark, and that fog wasn't helping either. He gave a soft sigh. He briefly considered casting lumos before deciding against it completely. Something told him that calling immediate attention to himself right at the beginning wouldn't be a good thing.