Wheeler had gone and done it. Kaiba looked like he was about to snap his wand in half for a moment, but he refused to give him that extra layer of satisfaction. He took in a completely silent breath, running a hand over his throat. Biding his time.

He silently practiced the motions, driven by the absolute unacceptability of failure where Wheeler had succeeded, and when his silent breathing became heavy panting, he stretched his shoulders.

"Now that that's over...let's try that again, shall we. Sense Magic!"

At last, the air shimmered. He waited, preparing to dodge thunder or wind or something, but all seemed well. The professor nodded his approval.

"Nicely cast, Mr. Wheeler. And thank you for showing Mr. Kaiba how it's done."

On that oblivious note, he departed, leaving behind a victorious blond and fuming brunette. Oh, he did not like that at all.

"You may have won this round, but this isn't over," he muttered.