Brent was feeling pretty good about his decision, and as a guy, feeling like he did the right thing was really starting to boost his confidence more by the minute. He trudged his way through the snow, all the while on the look out for whatever was to come. There was a little feeling of dread in the pit of his stomach, but he assumed it was simply a case of the nerves and promptly dismissed it.

The situation seemed to be improving, too, because the wind began to get a little less harsh as he continued on his way. Even still, hadn't the wind done that a few times back when he first arrived? He was mentally trying to remember every move the wind made, just in case it amounted to something later on. He glanced forward just in time to start making out the shape of something different in the snow, something that was clearly out of place. With his wand raised and at the ready, he approached the object with caution. Soon, a metal cage was in full view; only, it wasn't just any metal cage...

"SKYLAR!" he cried out.

It only barely crossed his mind that this could just be dummy-Skylar, much in the same way Gerald the muggle had turned out to be dummy-Gerald in the end. He couldn't afford to take that chance, though. As he rushed forward, it occurred to him just how much he cared for this girl. He'd never told her he loved her, and he still wasn't sure if they were to that point in their relationship; but he felt his heart being smashed into a million tiny pieces all in the one moment it took him to see her shivering inside that cage. He was desperate to find the quickest way to get her out of the cage, but first, he needed to make sure he kept her alive. "Caelum Saepio!" he exclaimed, casting an insulation charm on her. Had she been left completely wandless?! How long had she been here?! "I'm going to get you out of here! Don't you worry... Who did this to you?!" He raised his wand to her a second time. "Impervius!" he called out, because who knew when the next blast of wind would come. As he cast that second spell on her, he drew in a deep breath and released it slowly as he began to give himself a mental pep talk.

Get a hold of yourself, Brent. This isn't real. You're standing in an arena in the middle of an IMPS challenge. This is most likely dummy-Skylar, even though you can't take that chance. She needs you. You can do this.

As he spoke those words to himself, a wave of confidence and determination took over, and he found himself standing to his full height and ready to accept this challenge. His first instinct was to rush forward and grab a hold of the cage, even though he knew that was a horrible idea. Nothing in IMPS was that easy. His second instinct was to cast one of the hundreds of spells he could think of to blast the cage open and rescue his girl, but every scenario he came up with just seemed like it would lead to disaster. So despite the fact that he was anxious to get Skylar out of her metal prison, he acted on neither of his initial instincts and decided to study the metal cage instead.

"You still with me, Miss Sarcastic?" he asked her, although there was a hint of sadness and worry in his tone. "I'm going to get you out there, and we're going to make it back safe and sound, okay? I promise you that." He tried to ignore the slight shaking sound in his voice. "And when I do, I'm going to take you back to Hogsmeade and swing you around for another dance in the streets." As he said that, he wasn't sure if he was trying to convince her or convince himself. Or both. Either way, he meant it, but there was a lot on the line here. As he talked to her, he circled around the cage, studying every part of it his eyes could land on. It was only when he circled it a second time that he saw it.

A metal box with a series of dots on it.

He leaned down to get a better look at his new finding. Stars? The Milky Way? His eyebrows narrowed inward in a mixture of confusion and concern. Did this have something to do with Divination? Perfect. Just perfect. Brent knew as much about Divination as he did about yodeling, which amounted to nothing at all. Or maybe this was focused more on Astronomy? If he squinted really hard, Brent could almost make out a few of the constellations he was most familiar with. "Andromeda," Brent said aloud, as he traced the pattern of the constellation he spoke of. She was captured and chained until she was rescued by Perseus, similar to the situation they were in now. Speaking of Perseus, Brent traced that constellation, as well. Maybe the fact that Perseus had freed Andromeda would play some part in Brent freeing Skylar? It was always worth a shot. Next, he traced Centaurus. "Centaurus," he told Skylar, "because it reminds me of the centaurs, and they know everything about the stars." He thought he was finished until he spotted Orion. Oddly enough, the constellation had always reminded him of a key going through a keyhole, and that made perfect sense to trace considering the situation they were in now. He traced Orion and stopped for the time-being. He studied the metal box, hoping to see some clue of sorts somewhere.