Jermaine was prepared to conquer anything that was thrown his way in this tournament... that was right up until his wand had been taken. Now here he was, alone and unarmed about to go into an unknown cave.

Stopping right outside the entrance to the cave he looked around and carefully listened for any odd noises that may alert him of danger ahead. Even though it was light outside he could tell by looking in the cave that it was nothing but total darkness inside. Yep, his wand sure would come in handy now. Instead of his wand though he would have to rely on his keen sense of hearing, touch, and smell to guide him through the cave and ultimatly to his wand. Of course that would only be half of the task. He would still have to make it back out of the cave. But at least on the way out he wouldn't be unarmed.

Taking a deep breath he instinctively reached for his wand only to find an empty holster. Right, that was the whole reason for him going into the cave... to retrieve his wand. Before entering the cave he told himself he could do this. The Goblet had chosen him which meant he was a champion, he was capable of handling anything that interfered with him getting to the end of the last task and ultimately becoming the winner.

Stepping carefully into the cave he put one hand on the wall and held the other out in front of him to help guide him along. He then proceeded to take very slow cautious steps making sure not to trip over anything or fall in any holes all the while listening carefully for any clues of things around him.

He could and he would do this.

He was not about to let a little darkness deter him from getting his beloved wand back.