Genie looked up from his book at the blonde when he approached the table, following the boys glance to see what had been so interesting behind him. He looked surprisingly close to a citizen, but the djinn could tell the difference. With a smile he removed his reading glasses and flew out from behind the desk to join Ivan in front of the table. From here he observed the sign hanging over the table in thought, rubbing his chin while a soft hum escaped him.

Suddenly the genie snapped his fingers and the banner lit up. Bright, sparkling lights decorated the two giants and banner making it hopefully more apparent that the tournament registry was there. He stood for a moment to observe his moment then frowned. “Hm, still not enough.” Genie murmured, turning to point back to the gate where a trail of arrows appeared which lead to the table. A series of other signs shot out of the ground in front of the table sharing a similar message. Satisfied with his work, the djinn dusted his hands off and crossed his arms across his chest. Now even in the dark people could find registry, though he doubted the game would last that long.

“There, that should do it.” He said and before looking down at Ivan. “If you’re looking to register in the golf tournament this is the place!”