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Spike stood up and looked at the teacher and closed his boo setting it down, he jabbed his hand on one his fangs and then spoke low as the blood formed a solid iron scythe and then the spikes of blood jutting from his back as he hardly winced at the pain"what can you tell me of blood alchemy Mrs.Scathach" he said as he laid the scythe on the ground and reached at his back and started breaking the spiked armor off waving the spikes at Adrian an Oly..."snack anyone"he said jokingly as his eyes lit up enveloping in emerald green

Adrian smirked as spike used blood magic "yes what of blood magic, it's quiet dark if you ask me but, that doesnt mean we shouldnt learn of it." he smirked already knowing how to use it. he held his hand out as if he were holding a sword sideways and a flame shot from his hand in the shape of a burning sword, he jabed his palm up into his fangs, then squeezing his hand into a fist he ran the dripping blood over the sword and it became solid, and hard as steel, altho the color remained black....he likes black. he tilted the sword around looking at it. "so what was all this about us not knowing anything of magic." his hadn still driping blood he looked down at it, then a flame went into the wound and he let it burn him, closeing it up and stoping the bleeding.

Scathach grinned, "Ok, you got me, boy. And Blood Magic is not dark. Also, just because it is called Dark Magic, does not mean it is bad. Quick lesson, Magic is always neutral. But it can be used for evil. Blood Magic is classified under Auric Magic. And because we're talking about it, I guess we'll learn the Auric Magics first." Her suit of armor disappeared, and she was left standing in her normal trench coat. Scathach noticed the strange, small, girl who had suddenly appeared, calling herself Cybelle, and she pointed to it, "That is Auric Magic." Then she wondered if the rest of them could see it. She looked up at the young Lycan that was late, but ignored her.

Oly blinked in confusion at the young manifestation of Cybelle. She didn't really understand what she was talking about. She didn't know if she should do something immediately, or wait till class was over. She looked up at Scathach and said, "Perhaps you should tell them how dangerous Auric Magic is. Show them what you showed me."

Scathach looked at Adrian, then laughed, "You'r close to the line kid, keep showing off like that and you'll overload." She took of her coat, revealing the black tank top she wore underneath. "You all know how hard it is to scar Vampires, right? We could get our arm sliced to the bone, and in a week, there would be no signs that it ever happened. But Auric Magic feeds off of energy in the body. And when you run out of that, it feeds off of the physical body, and large wounds from Auric Magic, are quite hard to heal." She threw her coat over a tree branch, "In the Persian Wars, I fought as a Spartan, and used Auric Magic to help win it. I was young and stupid then, and after I knew I couldn't take anymore, I still kept pushing it. I still kept up my Auric shield and kept firing Auric blasts." She turned her back to them, putting her hands to the hem of her shirt, "This is what extreme overloading on Auric Magic did to me." She lifted her shirt to her shoulders, revealing a huge, jagged scar that ran from the base of her spine up to the middle of her shoulder blades. "Picture a broadsword, like the one I just held, that was white hot. Now picture someone taking the sword, and skinning you down until they could see your spine. That's what my own Aura did to me. Now think about what somebody else's could do." She put her shirt down and picked up her coat, putting it on and turning to face them.

Seraphim sat down on a tree branch and watched as the class showed off. It was kinda annoying that they felt the need to show eachother up. He mad an example simply for the example no other reason but to show. Sighing he watched as they all ooed and awwed at their teacher. He remember reading abut her in the history books that were in the library. She was a great warrior, something he admired in a being.

Vivian saw the scars and immediatly felt a surge of anger, her tattoos glowed slightly and her eyes turned back to black. Pain wasn't accecptable to her, and those who caused it should be punished for their crimes double fold. Vi tried to relax herself, but her eyes wouldn't go back to normal.

Oly walked over to Vivian, "Yeah, you don't look so hot. What's wrong?"


Scathach nodded to Adrian, "I understand what you mean. There is a substance behind my magic as well, but it is not tangible. And my armor is not made from scratch, it is simply what my Aura naturally manifests as. I will show you what your Aura looks and feels like soon." She turned her eyes to Vivian, "Do those scars disturb you, child?"

Adrian sighed standing up as vivian jumped down "yes hurt those that hurt others...dont you get it." he thought for a moment wanting to put this in a nice way "that is the never ending circle of pain and suffering, that is the reasoning that starts wars, and also the reasoning the next generation needs to continue wars. it needs to stop somewhere, one way or another. and i do stand with you that war should not exist, but that cant happen untill the circle is broken." he sighed, he never liked talking about these things, it always ment there would be a bigger discusion, and he hated people to see him in a way that would make him seem like he cares about these things.