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Aug 7, 2019 9:11:27 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2019 9:11:27 GMT -7
-Scylla age 15- Scylla had never been found of dueling practice. In fact, she quite hated it. She was both good and terrible at it, a conundrum that only she and her brother truly understood. Good, because they could throw out some heavy hitting spells. Terrible because if they were done if they got hit by a spell. That was all thanks to their part-goblin ancestry. See, her ancestry made her wicked good at learning magic but also made her especially vulnerable. So, yes, she hated dueling. And today the teacher had paired her with Dakarai, a burly boy that liked to pick on people smaller and weaker than him. He was known for severely hurting other students during dueling practice. Scylla grit her teeth, the tiny points of her teeth digging into her gums and threatening to make them bleed. Her teachers always seemed to do this, pitting Scylla against someone much bigger than her. Still pissed as hell, she and Dakarai took their positions like the rest of the dueling pairs to wait for the teacher's signal. Dakarai though, wasn't a patient fellow and with a quick hand signal and a smirk he sent a jet of flames at Scylla. She turned, and shielded her face from the flames as the spell hit her. There were collective gasps across the courtyard and then an angry yell from the teacher as they came stomping over. The spell extinguished and Scylla patted out a few patched of fire on her uniform. Besides the burns to her uniform though... She was relatively unharmed, much to Dakarai's shock. The teacher hadn't arrived yet, to chew out the boy, giving Scylla just enough time to snarl at him. "I'm part-goblin, you half brained dolt. Even someone has brain dead as you should know goblins are resistant to fire. Enjoy detention." The teacher finally arrived, yelling profanities and threatening him with detention for attacking before his signal.
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