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Maiara felt the arrow suddenly vanish in her mouth, causing her to pause for a moment in confusion as his ice shield began to grow towards her and as the dull ice pelted her back. Not feeling the cold due to her warm fur, she growled slightly and turned around quickly to see the blade coming at her. It seemed he didn't entirely heed his own advice as she felt the ice forming beneath her paws. Too bad for him that she was an arctic fox, and grew up in arctic north. Her paws were adapted to running and skidding on ice as they were covered in fur and very densely padded. She was able to crouch down and dart forward, the blade barely skimming her side, as she skirted away from the ice that was slowly encasing her. She barely made it out of the way when she saw the sir smiles leap into the air with his freakish blades, creating an 'x' that landed on top of her, but due to her small fox size, she was able to crouch down, the blades only hitting her dense fur. Maiara could also tell he wasn't going to put all his strength into it, so she knew he wouldn't go any further with his 'x' to cut into her skin.

She crawled slowly out from under the swords, sitting a few feet away while she licked the side that got scraped pretty good from the sword; curious to see what he would do next.

"I don't know. I don't have magic ice or magic swords." She told him simply, having shifted back. She wasn't sure if she'd be able to keep up if he had been using all his tricks to their full extent. Putting her hand on the side that bled, it began to glow softly as she healed it. Healing always made her feel exhausted, but it was better than letting the cut go unchecked or going to the infirmary. She hated the infirmary. Maiara eventually smiled back, "I hope we be on same side then." She told him, also wanting to see his full potential. It was always fascinating to see all the different kinds of creatures and people at the school; even though she rarely got to see any of them fight.

Syla had stayed out of the clearing while they were fighting, only peaking once to see a tiny explosion emit from sword like things. After that, well she just decided to stay put and help some withering plants. It was a really healthy environment to say the least though. She only found a couple of wilting flowers and she wandered away from the fighting scene into the forest just a little bit more to find something she could be useful at. When she walked back into the clearing, seeing as they were done, took a look at the two people. The girl had a small gash on her side that was slowly healing while the man was smoking. She crinkled her nose at it for a second before turning back to the forest girl. "Your alright?" She asked simply, seeing as it was healing. But it was always polite to ask even if it was pointless.

Troa sighed a little, taking a drag from his smoke before speaking. "I'm a human, plain and simple. I've just had a bit more fighting experience then most." He added with a shrug, taking a drag before adding. "I'm going to assume you prefer yourself to fight mainly in a melee fashion... reminds me from an experience in my past. Ended up gettin my a** kicked pretty badly by a dude who only had gauntlets." He said, sighing a little. "The only magic he had was being able to increase his strength for a period of time... but still one hell of a fighter." He added, remembering the fight. Troa was barely able to land a single hit.

Troa nodded his head at her question, flicking the smoke butt into the air. Snapping his finger's it froze and shattered into dust, floating away with the breeze that blew past them. "Yeah... probably around seventeen...?" He said, not exactly sure when it was at this point. "His reflexes and planning were perfected to a point where he was able to dodge my magic, or use the spikes I sent from the ground to push himself along the ice. I swear, the dude was amazing. I couldn't even feel bad loosing to him." He added with a smirk. "As for humans being able to do what I do... some can. Some can't, but those who have magic ability don't always use the skills I do. Actually most have better magical skills, my sorceries are known as "half-assed" in the human magi world." He added with another shrug.

A sad smile came across Troa's face when Maiara said she would like to meet the man. They had become rather good friends after that match, and was a mentor to Troa for a little while. "Unfortunately..." Troa said, sighing a little. "He passed last year, he was an old man... which actually ended up with me underestimating him like an amateur and gettin whopped." He added with a smirk. He couldn't help but laugh a little when she asked if his "half-assed sorceries" were because he was lazy. "No, it's not that. Not to toot my own horn, but I've taken my abilities to their limits. I can't go any higher then I am now. The reason why their called "half-assed" by true magi, is because the sorceries I use, being the tracing and projection, are next to useless to actual magi. Everything I create is only a replica, thus is automatically weaker then the original since it's strength highly depends on the memory if the item I have. For example, let's say that spear I projected at the start of the fight, Gae Dearg. It was the spear of Diarmuid Ua Duibhne, and is classified as a B ranked weapon. When I project it, it's barely a C class. Normally my sorceries are for creating an item that would be destroyed anyway for a ritual or summin, though the originals are still better to use. It's pretty much useless. If it weren't for my in-born ability to manipulate moisture, I wouldn't stand a chance against anyone in this school." He added with a shrug. He looked over to Syla, and gave her a grin before speaking to her. "So, what brought you guys to the school then?" He asked both of them, looking at each one as he spoke.

Troa couldn't help but laugh a little when she said it was different here, then how it was back in her home land. "Different, might be a bit too polite. Strange, messed up... pends on who you talk to, but I guess different would work." He said with a smirk, shrugging a little when she redirected his question back at him. "Me? Well I graduated last year, so now I'm just bummin around as the janitor until I can find a different job." He said with another shrug. "Not exactly the most ideal situation, but I got food, and a roof over my head. I can't really ask for much more, when it's basically just bein handed to me." He added with a shrug.