Although Ronan was being pushed to the edge of the arena, his mind was absolutely clear about what he needed to do to win.
Although he was being pushed back, he was preparing the number one spell in his arsenal, 'The Flaming Lightning Wheel'.
Going toe-to-toe, move-for-move, and fist-against-fist with Percy made it look like he had his hands full with trying to defend and staying in the fight just a bit more longer as a single slip-up could see him be sent flying by Percy.
10 feet… 7 feet… 5 feet. Ronan had little to no space left anymore. The moment of his inevitable defeat drew closer.
Captain Yami looked towards the skies and closed his eyes, a wave of emotions raging inside his heart. However, they were not of blame for Ronan, but emotions of regret for not being able to get his house past the finish line and failing to make a strategy good enough to counter Percy Draco.