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zero growls in a low quiet tone at the sight of her caot being attacked and at the prospect of the small pillar of material being destroyed as well. i guess i wasnt sneaky enougth... she lets out a sigh as she pounds her fist in to her open palm and slams then in to the ground. as she does a bright blue light eluminates the dark couner she was in and a spiked pillar set at an angle shots up from under the coat and sends it to her.

Kira panted heavily as she paused. She was out of shape. And very badly needed this workout. She was already tired and she'd been training for a few hours now. "No. I have to keep going. Just in case. I won't let anyone hurt them again. No one." Her voice was soft but seemed to be breathy. Kira shoved her hair behind her shoulder. A few strands had escaped her braid and they now clung to the side of her face. She gave a growl and ripped the braid out. SHe then tied it back into a low ponytail. "I will not fail again." Kira panted heavily and closed her eyes. She began to glow a bright silver. Suddenly a storm cloud formed above her. Sweat poured down Kira's face as she held it there. Lightening struck toward her then. Kira doged it and began to call on the other elements. Fire leaped up from the floor and encirlced her. Wind blew feircly against her. It began to hail and snow at the same time, dropping the room's tempature to below freezing. Then Kira called Nemia. THe silver wolf barreled into the room through a side window, shattering the glass in it. Kira's eyes blazed as Nemia began to circle her. It was time for real training. As Nemia leapt for Kira, lightening struck toward her. Kira managed to evade the lightening but Nemia barreled into her, latching onto her arm and ripping into it.

Daki revolves around a complex with different wings, though he doesn't know the usage of it and from curiosity he enters the North-wing where-by his vision is instantly pinpointed towards the perpendicular racks filled with a diverse set of melee-combat weaponry.
Idly approximating the other-side of the room, he immediately begins to administrate the properties of the rack's asset: all of the weaponry upon it.

Positioning his wooden, Japanese long-sword into a diagonal stance with the cushioned-edge upon the floor-tile and the hand-guard piece residing over the wall. Daki constantly tries to measure a grip upon the heavy hand-guard piece but at the period he achieves such measurements and lift the sword from its 'slumber', the blade rushes into the direction of the ground, "Bammm!". In the sword's wake upon the interior of the complex's pheripery, components of the floor tile floats freely around nearby Daki's frame.
"Ooopss..", broadening a faint smile upon his oral feature from being in confusion, he raises the weapon from the floor with both hands; the palms of these portions under the hand-guard piece and the last ridge of the sword.
Slowly but in a ensured manner he lays the weapon upon its column upon the rank as he thoughts scroll though his mind, "I hope I didn't break even a piece..." and before pacing away from the perimeter, he turns around to let his optics have an angle over every aspect of the room, "Nobody is here, not even Uwasa; so I've nothing to do anyway.".

"A gaurdian? I did not know that humans could posses gaurdians" he said extending his hand to the wolf and not to Kira. He closed his eyes and begand speaking a tounge you didn't understand but Nemia did.
"I am sorry if I had disrupted your training. May I offer you something for this inconvinces" he smiled at the wolf.
"Pardon my manners, but I feel it best to greet first the protector, rather then the one that needs protecting. For the protector is ussualy stronger." he said out loud in english

"It would be fair. So angle with demon blood, could you be a saphrian?" he asked intimately. And for some unknown reason he laughed.
"I can see why you hide it. I myself am not welcome much of anywhere. My people have done what the dragons did and exiled themselves from humaity. But we did it a far better job the they did" he laughed," Although I lack the wings to prove it, I am a dragoon." he said bowing and as he did so his hair parted atop his head and reavealed the unmistakeable crystilzed dragon bone, the rarest (uh gems) in the world.
"Although I think this proves my authenticity" he smiled and gestured at his forhead where the bone ruptured his skin, "My name is Cadmus" he said told Kira, "Deleno Cadmus.

He chuckled, "I am not a dragon, a dragoon. I supose that just goes to show how we are better at hiding our race then all other creatures. I don't blame you for not trusting anyone. I myself am much the same way. But trusting and showing interest in another body are different feats are they not?" he smiled, "My trust goes only to those creatures who ar not of humanoid form, shuch as Nemai here" he said gesturing towards Nemai.
"Dragoons have nothing better to do then know things, for they are hidden from every event. We have about 300 dragoons existing in the world for the sole purpose of gathering knowlledge." he said smiling his hands playing with a scale that had fallen of his baslik skin chaps.
"Are we going to train or and get angry because we meet a creature who doesn't judge on the bias of race?" he questioned as his muscles tensed and he began focusing on you ready for an attack.

He walked onto the training edge of the training match, he began to circle her his eye not staring into hers as a way of intimidation. He was chanting something as well that sonded like a spell but his language flowed so elegantly it sounded like a hum or a whistle of the wind.