When he entered the sand Jor looked up to see his father sitting next to his uncles he knew his sister would be warming up to fight another one of Baldur sons but he would make sure no matter the outcome he would make sure he would see it. When Demetri entered the sand no one cheered his name but Asgard was curious what he could do. 

Thor moved to stand and he got the attention of everyone. "Today marks the third fight in the yard fights. Both Jormungand and Demetri are my nephews and both worthy of your applause." Thor explained the rules once again like anyone could forget. "No killing no magic and last but not least no permanent damage." Thor pointed to the weapons rack and spoke once more. "Choose your weapon and fight!" the crowd cheered.

Jor looked to Demetri whom picked a sword and a shield and Jor moved to pick up a sword and a dagger. Demetri was a tad nervous but he wouldn′t let it show his mother Helen was worried enough for the both of them anyways and he knew she was in the stands having to deal with both fights of two sons today. So when Jor circled him he took a deep breath and charged Jor with his shield. 

Jor is the one to side step him and he moved to out stretch his arm with the dagger and it sliced into Demetri′s back not deep but enough to cut his shirt and leave a trail of blood. The crowd cheered while Demetri winced in pain and he growled in frustration.   

Jor waited until Demetri stood properly before he moved in and Demetri moved his sheild to block the attack but Jor was going for his footing and Demetri fell backwards to the sand losing his sword and Jor snorted the crowd cheering once again Jor let out a loud sigh. "Do you even know what you are doing?" he asked Demetri.

Demetri took no offense by his cousins words. "Well I thought I did." he spoke and he moved to stand once more and he sighed leaning over to pick up his sword. He moved to spin and swing out  his sword and Jor lifted his to connect with it sparks flying at the connect. The cheers moved as the swords hit each other a few more times before Jor elbowed Demetri in the face and he fell backwards into the sand once more.

Demetri seemed to be seeing stars with the elbow to the face and he could taste his own blood his head rolled to the side and he spit blood a daze in his eyes he looked at Jor and his grip slipping from his sword the shield laying on his chest. Thor stood up besides Jor lifting his arm the crowd cheering. "Winner of the third fight of the yards is Jormungand son of Loki." with that Demetri′s eyes closed.

Jor was the one to help lift up Demetri slapping his face gently and he chuckled in his ear. "You should train with me some time and give Asgard a real match next time." Jor spoke and Demetri simply nodded and they both walked out of the yards together.