Jon Would once again make his way to the Sparring Grounds, wearing his standard combat medic fatigues. However, this time, he came more heavily armed: he carried his HEAR this time along with his hextech revolver, and was of course followed by his glowing Options, though this time they followed him in some line instead of hovering over and behind him. He stood by the sidelines of one of the empty areas, calibrating his HEAR and checking he had all of his other gear on him, specifically the concussion grenades and the extra magazines holding the extra ammunition he would almost certainly need for this spar. He took off his medical satchel and left it on the ground next to him, for he wouldn't need it for the fight, but would certainly need it after. Finally, he took out a round from the magazine already loaded into his HEAR to check that it his ammunition was the special "simulation round" used for spars and not the bullets used in actual combat. Satisfied upon seeing that it was, he slung his HEAR around his shoulder and stood by, waiting for Shyvana.
"A normal person would be insane to request a fight with a dragon," Jon said quietly to himself, taking off his helmet and looking at the gleaming green cross on it. "But then again, if you aren't insane, you aren't qualified to be a Medic." At this, Jon quietly chuckled, and put back on his helmet. Whatever Shyvana would throw at him, he would be ready to respond.
((Throughout this period, in Jon's mind, a song would be playing in the background. He had no idea why it was playing where it was coming from, but he got the feeling that it was to prepare his mind for what was to come.))