ZenNaari
12-06-2010, 01:56 PM
Sparks (Formal)
Okay, so I'm going to make a more formal version of Sparks because as I read it again, I am dissatisfied and a bit ashamed. So I'll be writing Sparks again in a more formal way. And a few revisions we made will take place along the way. Enjoy, Sparks Formal.
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On top of a rocky cliff above the roadside, three students of the 1st Magic Academy patiently wait for a wave of goblins that are sent to attack the academy.
"Why are we doing this again?" Ark, the swordsman-student known for his large shoulder plate on his left, complains while sighing. Light-brown hair and green iris. His breast-plate, chainmail and large shoulder plate armors his upper-body. Wearing slick jeans with knee plates as well as his elbow bands.
"It's not like we're asked to do this." Era, the thief-student who wraps a handkerchief-bandana with a skull logo around his head and clad in padded leather armor with the metal major-joint gear, replied, "We need to protect the academy."
"It's the only place we can educate to protect our world." Keo, the Red Mage-student who loves to eat cheese sandwhiches wearing a red mage jacket with a black shirt underneath and faded red jeans, added in.
Ark yelled to them in anger, "We already have Rank A guards! Why are we still doing this?" He crossed his arms and grunted.
Era scratched the back of his head and tried to laugh, "I don't know about you, but I think this is fun." He turned to the edge of the cliff to look for the attacking goblins.
Keo casted Magnifier, legnthening his line of sight to scout the farther lands, "Yep, here come the goblins."
"Alright." Era stood up in determination, opened a dimension to summon a dagger and scouted for the little devils marching along the road, "Ready guys?"
"W-wait!" Ark stepped forward to stop Era from jumping off the cliff, but it was too late. Era jumped off the cliff outcrying his determination, "Damnit Era!"
"Let's go!" Era started his attack and the others followed. Together, they wiped out the whole wave of goblins.
After the long and tiring battle, our three students reported to the principal's office at the highest floor of the the main section of the academy. Walking down the red carpet through walls filled with pictures of the day's heroes, framed in gold. They opened the large and thick bark door reinforced with pure steel and magic.
They enter the office walking on the red carpet straight toward the principal's large and refined table. Above the file cabinets beside the sidewalls were pictures in gold frames of the best students of each class. Book shelves were arranged with their books. Contracts were signed 20 at a time as they appear from open wormholes. The principal reads them out in a second, magically burning the rejected contracts to ash and magically signs the accepted contracts and places them carefully to their respective file cabinets.
As our three students approach the principal, the contracts and pens behaved themselves and waited in the drawers of the principal's table. The principal resembled other old and wise long-white-haired wizards such as Dumbledore from the Harry Potter movies. He wore a white anti-mage formal mantle.
"Ark Fallendor, Senera Sen and Jakeo Rin." The principal placed his hands together and greeted the students nodding at each one as he states their names.
"Yes sir!" Ark kneeled before the principal. Keo says the same but did not kneel.
"Yo there! How's it going?" Era snaps his fingers as he greets the principal.
Ark landed a blow at Era's head, "Be more formal to the principal!" He grunted as Era squats down to rub the lump in his head while trying to laugh.
"We've finished off the waves for this morning." Keo reported, "Our next wave will be in the evening after classes."
"Good." The principal lets out a smile, "As usual, we give payments to the students who attain scholarship for aiding the academy's prootection against waves." The principal opens the treasury room on his right and brings out three fair-sized red bags containing gold coins, magically imprinted to one currency known as G.
"And as usual, we accept the trade." Era takes his bag of G. and nods at the principal.
Ark landed another blow at Era's head, "I just told you to be more formal to the principal damnit!" Era's lump grew another lump through impact.
"Oh that's fine Ark." The principal threw Ark's bag of G. to him personally, "Besides, we are training free warriors in this academy. It's okay to be informal."
"See, he doesn't mind." Era scratched the back of his head and massaged his lumps that resulted from Ark's punches.
Ark gave a cold stare at Era, "Do you want to get hit again?" slowly raising his fist as his aura turned darker.
Era stuttered, "I-I'll pass on that."
Keo took his bag of G. and continued their discussion, "C'mon Ark. This money is for our food and dorm rent. They deduct our scholarship fees from here so this is ours now."
"It's better than working for the villages just to scrape up a million G." Era put his hands in his pocket after massaging the lump on his head some more.
Ark yelled in anger, "Warriors get paid in barracks! Why don't students get paid in schools?"
"Era, Keo, you two are excused." The principal opened the door for the two, then looked at Ark, "Ark, I want to talk to you."
Ark gasped while the other two wave goodbye and run out the door. The principal let's Ark sit down comfortably as he let a chair walk toward the table.
This is what is happening to the world right now. The world is being attacked by the dark side. The dark side is composed of humans, monsters, beasts and other races that team up in order to destroy the world and become the gods of the new world. With strong and powerful magic of this day and age, this is not impossible. Therefore, Magic Academies were ordered by the world leader, the mainland king, to educate students to become skilled guards who protect not only the academy, but the world under peril. Money and profits are needed for advanced equipment and magical research to attain a better education for all students. Despite the medieval-like background, this takes place now in the Rapid-Technological age.
"Do you understand now Ark?" The principal ends his explanation with a question.
"Yes sir." Ark sighed, "We need to pay our school fees in order for the academy to buy better equipment and to pay for better facilites to educate students who will protect our world." Ark collaberated.
"Very good." The principal opened the door, "You may take your leave."
"Thank you sir." Ark waved good bye and walked down the red carpet back into the classrooms' section.
Ark opened his dimension and changed into the academy uniform. Your normal white school polo and hood with black loose jeans and knee plates for both knees. Shoes are exempted from the uniform so Ark wears large sneakers.
Ark walked down the blue-carpet hallway of the classroom section, thinking about what he just learned. But he was still pissed about the ridiculously high costs.
"I found you Ark!" Yuna, an asura gunner-student wearing a headband with a large ribbon attached to it, jumped on Ark. Ark dodged this and Yuna fell over. The female uniform was simply the female polo and hood, with a muffler. Black or gray short pleated skirts. Instead of plates, girls wore pads or bands for their major joints.
"Yo Yuna." Ark picked her up. Lightly smiling, ready to apologize, "Sorry 'bout that." He scratched the back of his head.
Yuna laughed and brushed the dust off her uniform. "My bad!" she says while sticking her tongue out, "I'm glad you're okay."
"That doesn't mean you don't have to be okay." Ark thought to add humor into his system.
Yuna pat Ark on the head, even though Ark was a little taller than her, "I really can't go about thinking that you're not okay." Yuna is exceptionally nice to others. Aided by her cute face a lot of boys like her. That is, if she wasn't flatchested, she would be chased by boys.
Ark put his hands in his pockets, "You're really kind to me." then he pouted, "Unlike your twin sister."
A shotgun pump was heard from behind Ark's back, "Just who are you talking about now?"
Ark sighed and thought, "I'm in trouble."
"E-Ethica..." Yuna stepped forward to try stopping her sister.
Ethica is an easily-angered girl who always wears this diamond tiara on her head. Despite how kiddy it looks, she doesn't really look good without it. A headband would make her look more strict and a ribbon would make her look girly. So she decided on the tiara, fit for a princess. Ethica has this problem with her eyebrows that she always looks angry and strict, which she always is anyway. If it weren't for her sadist-looking face, she would be the school idol for her ridiculously large breasts and perfect 10 hip size.
Ethica pumped her shotgun again, "Two pumps, one large blast."
Ark spun around and blocked the shotgun away. Unarmed, he performed a backflip to increase the distance.
However, the backflip took just enough time for Ethica to take hold of her shotgun again and give one large blast at Ark which she promised. Two asura shots came spinning at Ark, creating an explosion and smashing Ark to the ends of the hall.
Ark tried his best to stand up, but a bright yellow ball finished him. Another large explosion followed and blew Ark to the ends of the 2nd hallway.
Ark twitched his leg through impact.
Asura shots don't kill. But they deal the same amount of pain as a file cabinet smashed on your head.
Yuna scolded Ethica rasing her finger at her, saying, "Ethica! You shouldn't use weapons in school!" She finished, putting her hands on her hips.
Ethica gave her sister a cold stare, "You can't tell me what to do!" and pumped her shotgun.
"Sure I can." Yuna crossed her eyebrows as her aura turned dark-red, "I'm the older sister after all." She opened her dimensions and summoned her two asura pistols, pointing them at Ethica. As you can see, Yuna is the type to get serious when she's angry, especially against her little twin sister.
Ethica let a sweatdrop fall as she took a step back from her scary sister. "Damn you!" She screamed in fear as she performed her signature attack, "Ethical Aspiration!"
Ethical Aspiration shoots two asura beams at the opponent. Unlike normal asura shots, asura beams inflict the same pain as someone trapped inside a nuclear missile melting, burning to ashes and soon exploding from the heat of the sun's core. Also, asura beams require grave concentration and asura magic arts. Asura shots are made from asura magic arts and take the form of bullets therefore shots need to be loaded in the gun. Asura beams need to be shot as soon as the signature is performed.
Yuna, of course, has her own signature shot. "Yuna Song!" she yells as she jumps backward from the asura beam recoil.
The four asura beams spin two on two against each other, creating an explosion even larger than the double-pumped shot that Ethica hit Ark with.
Classrooms can't really hear or feel these explosions. Magical reinforcements block sounds and vibrations from the other rooms. Magical reinforcing also includes the rebuilding of the broken, for example, a crack on the wall created by a catapult attack will slowly form back again. Further research is being processed to find out how to make these faster and more efficient.
After the large explosion, an awkward silence followed.
Ethica laughed, "Hah! Looks like I have finally equalled you!" She pointed at Yuna and laughed to her heart's delight, for never once has she beaten or equalled her sister.
Yuna smiled and evil grin, "Nope, I win again."
An asura beam from Yuna's pistol suddenly appeared from out of nowhere and shot Ethica right at her forehead. The pain and explosion followed after. Ethica was smacked right at the marble walls.
Again, these asura shots don't kill no matter how grave the after-impact is.
This was what happened. Both of Ethica's beams exploded from only one of Yuna's beams. The other beam was pushed upward from the explosion and gravity pulled it down right exactly at Ethica's forehead.
Ethica fell, and couldn't twitch a thing.
In the academy, anarchy and duels and free to perform anywhere, since the academy was built with enough room to make every section a battlefield. Of course, they count as bad behavior and is recorded in the report card.
Since fights can be performed anywhere, the white mages, doctors and nurses that work in the academy infirmary are immediately informed of these fights and they rush to take any injured students to the infirmary.
Ark was offered to stay in the infirmary but he politely requested not to and told the nurse that he was fine. So Ethica was the only one given a trip to the infirmary.
Yuna jumped for joy, cheering for herself. "Yay! I win again!" she cheers. She returns to her loving and caring attitude and pantomimes to Ark, asking him, "You okay?"
Ark smiled and cracked his spine, exhaling after, "Now I am."
After waving goodbye to Yuna, Ark proceeded to his classroom. Of course, the teacher scolded him for being late.
"Ark Fallendor!" The teacher smacked his table with his ruler. Ark's swordsmastery teacher doesn't look strict or terrifying, in fact, some girls call him cute, probably because of his glasses. But his yells and scolds are something no one can forget.
"Sorry sir." Ark bowed down.
"It's going to take more than that to me to forgive you." The teacher opened the dimensions and took out his Fireblend Rapier, a thin, triple-fire-echant sword, "You're going to spar with today's lesson."
Ark looked at the screen board where the lessons are given by the teachers.
Magic Gathering:
-Magic gathering is a skill required by all students of the magic academy. Magic is everywhere, but one must learn how to gather it in order to use it.
-To gather magic, simply increase the eletrical pulse in your body. To do this requires grave concentration and focus.
"Now Ark." The teacher pointed his sword at Ark, "Gather magic at the palm of your hand."
"Easy." Ark let out his palm and sparks appear on top.
-Since magic is everywhere, we cannot see it for the obvious reasons that not everyone can use magic. Electrical pulse exsists in every human body, but magnifying it is something one needs to learn. Once learned how to magnify the electrical pulse, one must learn how to attract magic power using it, acting as a magnet and enclosing it on where one's focus is. When magic is gathered, sparks appear. Magic power are like atoms, flying about avoiding each other. When magic power meets another, a reaction is created, thus making sparks appear. Magic power is attracted to electrical pulse, thus when electrical pulse is magnified, magic power can be controlled.
"Alright then Ark," The teacher put down his rapier and pointed at the board, "Now this lesson!"
-Gathering magic is useless unless you can control it. When you gather magic, it reacts thus making sparks appear. Controlling magic fixes the magic power in a state where you focus. Now that magic is under control, you may use it as you wish.
"There." Ark, still with his palm out, controlled the magic power and sparks stopped coming out, "The magic power is now in fixed position. What should I do with it now?"
"Reinforce your weapon." The teacher crossed his arms.
-With controlled magic, one may use it. Melee classes use this neutral magic to reinforce their weapons, making them stronger and effecient and allows them to do a performance.
-A performance is simply a skill or a special move one does.
Ark sighed, "Okay sir." Ark opened his dimension and took out his Hollow Longsword. Hollow weapons are sacred to the Fallendor family, however, very few know about the Fallendor family and their cultures. Ark happens to be an orphan, only inheriting the name of Fallendor. Hollow weapons are knows for their ability to break through magical reinforcements. The Hollow longsword is two separate thin blades, representing only the razors of this single edged sword. The longer blade's tip bends on top of ther shorter one's, thus revealing the shape of a sword.
"Alright Ark." The teacher opened up the demonstration area where obviously, demonstrations are show. He opened a dimension and summoned an illusion, "Hit this illusion." The teacher commands.
"Alright." Ark gave it one great slash. But no good, the illusion was magically reinforced.
"That's right." The teacher snorted, "Not even the strongest weapon that hasn't been reinforced can destory magical reinforcement. Now reinforce your weapon!" The teacher commanded.
Ark grunted. He reinforced the Hollow Longsword with the magic power he was controlling. The Hollow weapon is now ready for performance.
"Alright Ark, show us what Hollow can do!" The teacher pushed his glasses up. He even reinforced the illusion with even more magic, a rocket launcher couldn't destory it.
Ark relaxed his grip with his sword. A magically reinforced sword in which, when reinforced, has the power to destory magically reinforced barriers. He charged at the dummy and gave it one, large vibrant slash.
The magic power reacted with one another and sparks flew throughout the demonstration area. The illusion was defeated and the sparks reaction caused an explosion.
"That's good enough, right teach?" Ark put his sword back into his dimension, "After all. Gathering magic is the very first lesson you learn when you enter the academy." Ark smiled.
-End-
Okay, so I'm going to make a more formal version of Sparks because as I read it again, I am dissatisfied and a bit ashamed. So I'll be writing Sparks again in a more formal way. And a few revisions we made will take place along the way. Enjoy, Sparks Formal.
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On top of a rocky cliff above the roadside, three students of the 1st Magic Academy patiently wait for a wave of goblins that are sent to attack the academy.
"Why are we doing this again?" Ark, the swordsman-student known for his large shoulder plate on his left, complains while sighing. Light-brown hair and green iris. His breast-plate, chainmail and large shoulder plate armors his upper-body. Wearing slick jeans with knee plates as well as his elbow bands.
"It's not like we're asked to do this." Era, the thief-student who wraps a handkerchief-bandana with a skull logo around his head and clad in padded leather armor with the metal major-joint gear, replied, "We need to protect the academy."
"It's the only place we can educate to protect our world." Keo, the Red Mage-student who loves to eat cheese sandwhiches wearing a red mage jacket with a black shirt underneath and faded red jeans, added in.
Ark yelled to them in anger, "We already have Rank A guards! Why are we still doing this?" He crossed his arms and grunted.
Era scratched the back of his head and tried to laugh, "I don't know about you, but I think this is fun." He turned to the edge of the cliff to look for the attacking goblins.
Keo casted Magnifier, legnthening his line of sight to scout the farther lands, "Yep, here come the goblins."
"Alright." Era stood up in determination, opened a dimension to summon a dagger and scouted for the little devils marching along the road, "Ready guys?"
"W-wait!" Ark stepped forward to stop Era from jumping off the cliff, but it was too late. Era jumped off the cliff outcrying his determination, "Damnit Era!"
"Let's go!" Era started his attack and the others followed. Together, they wiped out the whole wave of goblins.
After the long and tiring battle, our three students reported to the principal's office at the highest floor of the the main section of the academy. Walking down the red carpet through walls filled with pictures of the day's heroes, framed in gold. They opened the large and thick bark door reinforced with pure steel and magic.
They enter the office walking on the red carpet straight toward the principal's large and refined table. Above the file cabinets beside the sidewalls were pictures in gold frames of the best students of each class. Book shelves were arranged with their books. Contracts were signed 20 at a time as they appear from open wormholes. The principal reads them out in a second, magically burning the rejected contracts to ash and magically signs the accepted contracts and places them carefully to their respective file cabinets.
As our three students approach the principal, the contracts and pens behaved themselves and waited in the drawers of the principal's table. The principal resembled other old and wise long-white-haired wizards such as Dumbledore from the Harry Potter movies. He wore a white anti-mage formal mantle.
"Ark Fallendor, Senera Sen and Jakeo Rin." The principal placed his hands together and greeted the students nodding at each one as he states their names.
"Yes sir!" Ark kneeled before the principal. Keo says the same but did not kneel.
"Yo there! How's it going?" Era snaps his fingers as he greets the principal.
Ark landed a blow at Era's head, "Be more formal to the principal!" He grunted as Era squats down to rub the lump in his head while trying to laugh.
"We've finished off the waves for this morning." Keo reported, "Our next wave will be in the evening after classes."
"Good." The principal lets out a smile, "As usual, we give payments to the students who attain scholarship for aiding the academy's prootection against waves." The principal opens the treasury room on his right and brings out three fair-sized red bags containing gold coins, magically imprinted to one currency known as G.
"And as usual, we accept the trade." Era takes his bag of G. and nods at the principal.
Ark landed another blow at Era's head, "I just told you to be more formal to the principal damnit!" Era's lump grew another lump through impact.
"Oh that's fine Ark." The principal threw Ark's bag of G. to him personally, "Besides, we are training free warriors in this academy. It's okay to be informal."
"See, he doesn't mind." Era scratched the back of his head and massaged his lumps that resulted from Ark's punches.
Ark gave a cold stare at Era, "Do you want to get hit again?" slowly raising his fist as his aura turned darker.
Era stuttered, "I-I'll pass on that."
Keo took his bag of G. and continued their discussion, "C'mon Ark. This money is for our food and dorm rent. They deduct our scholarship fees from here so this is ours now."
"It's better than working for the villages just to scrape up a million G." Era put his hands in his pocket after massaging the lump on his head some more.
Ark yelled in anger, "Warriors get paid in barracks! Why don't students get paid in schools?"
"Era, Keo, you two are excused." The principal opened the door for the two, then looked at Ark, "Ark, I want to talk to you."
Ark gasped while the other two wave goodbye and run out the door. The principal let's Ark sit down comfortably as he let a chair walk toward the table.
This is what is happening to the world right now. The world is being attacked by the dark side. The dark side is composed of humans, monsters, beasts and other races that team up in order to destroy the world and become the gods of the new world. With strong and powerful magic of this day and age, this is not impossible. Therefore, Magic Academies were ordered by the world leader, the mainland king, to educate students to become skilled guards who protect not only the academy, but the world under peril. Money and profits are needed for advanced equipment and magical research to attain a better education for all students. Despite the medieval-like background, this takes place now in the Rapid-Technological age.
"Do you understand now Ark?" The principal ends his explanation with a question.
"Yes sir." Ark sighed, "We need to pay our school fees in order for the academy to buy better equipment and to pay for better facilites to educate students who will protect our world." Ark collaberated.
"Very good." The principal opened the door, "You may take your leave."
"Thank you sir." Ark waved good bye and walked down the red carpet back into the classrooms' section.
Ark opened his dimension and changed into the academy uniform. Your normal white school polo and hood with black loose jeans and knee plates for both knees. Shoes are exempted from the uniform so Ark wears large sneakers.
Ark walked down the blue-carpet hallway of the classroom section, thinking about what he just learned. But he was still pissed about the ridiculously high costs.
"I found you Ark!" Yuna, an asura gunner-student wearing a headband with a large ribbon attached to it, jumped on Ark. Ark dodged this and Yuna fell over. The female uniform was simply the female polo and hood, with a muffler. Black or gray short pleated skirts. Instead of plates, girls wore pads or bands for their major joints.
"Yo Yuna." Ark picked her up. Lightly smiling, ready to apologize, "Sorry 'bout that." He scratched the back of his head.
Yuna laughed and brushed the dust off her uniform. "My bad!" she says while sticking her tongue out, "I'm glad you're okay."
"That doesn't mean you don't have to be okay." Ark thought to add humor into his system.
Yuna pat Ark on the head, even though Ark was a little taller than her, "I really can't go about thinking that you're not okay." Yuna is exceptionally nice to others. Aided by her cute face a lot of boys like her. That is, if she wasn't flatchested, she would be chased by boys.
Ark put his hands in his pockets, "You're really kind to me." then he pouted, "Unlike your twin sister."
A shotgun pump was heard from behind Ark's back, "Just who are you talking about now?"
Ark sighed and thought, "I'm in trouble."
"E-Ethica..." Yuna stepped forward to try stopping her sister.
Ethica is an easily-angered girl who always wears this diamond tiara on her head. Despite how kiddy it looks, she doesn't really look good without it. A headband would make her look more strict and a ribbon would make her look girly. So she decided on the tiara, fit for a princess. Ethica has this problem with her eyebrows that she always looks angry and strict, which she always is anyway. If it weren't for her sadist-looking face, she would be the school idol for her ridiculously large breasts and perfect 10 hip size.
Ethica pumped her shotgun again, "Two pumps, one large blast."
Ark spun around and blocked the shotgun away. Unarmed, he performed a backflip to increase the distance.
However, the backflip took just enough time for Ethica to take hold of her shotgun again and give one large blast at Ark which she promised. Two asura shots came spinning at Ark, creating an explosion and smashing Ark to the ends of the hall.
Ark tried his best to stand up, but a bright yellow ball finished him. Another large explosion followed and blew Ark to the ends of the 2nd hallway.
Ark twitched his leg through impact.
Asura shots don't kill. But they deal the same amount of pain as a file cabinet smashed on your head.
Yuna scolded Ethica rasing her finger at her, saying, "Ethica! You shouldn't use weapons in school!" She finished, putting her hands on her hips.
Ethica gave her sister a cold stare, "You can't tell me what to do!" and pumped her shotgun.
"Sure I can." Yuna crossed her eyebrows as her aura turned dark-red, "I'm the older sister after all." She opened her dimensions and summoned her two asura pistols, pointing them at Ethica. As you can see, Yuna is the type to get serious when she's angry, especially against her little twin sister.
Ethica let a sweatdrop fall as she took a step back from her scary sister. "Damn you!" She screamed in fear as she performed her signature attack, "Ethical Aspiration!"
Ethical Aspiration shoots two asura beams at the opponent. Unlike normal asura shots, asura beams inflict the same pain as someone trapped inside a nuclear missile melting, burning to ashes and soon exploding from the heat of the sun's core. Also, asura beams require grave concentration and asura magic arts. Asura shots are made from asura magic arts and take the form of bullets therefore shots need to be loaded in the gun. Asura beams need to be shot as soon as the signature is performed.
Yuna, of course, has her own signature shot. "Yuna Song!" she yells as she jumps backward from the asura beam recoil.
The four asura beams spin two on two against each other, creating an explosion even larger than the double-pumped shot that Ethica hit Ark with.
Classrooms can't really hear or feel these explosions. Magical reinforcements block sounds and vibrations from the other rooms. Magical reinforcing also includes the rebuilding of the broken, for example, a crack on the wall created by a catapult attack will slowly form back again. Further research is being processed to find out how to make these faster and more efficient.
After the large explosion, an awkward silence followed.
Ethica laughed, "Hah! Looks like I have finally equalled you!" She pointed at Yuna and laughed to her heart's delight, for never once has she beaten or equalled her sister.
Yuna smiled and evil grin, "Nope, I win again."
An asura beam from Yuna's pistol suddenly appeared from out of nowhere and shot Ethica right at her forehead. The pain and explosion followed after. Ethica was smacked right at the marble walls.
Again, these asura shots don't kill no matter how grave the after-impact is.
This was what happened. Both of Ethica's beams exploded from only one of Yuna's beams. The other beam was pushed upward from the explosion and gravity pulled it down right exactly at Ethica's forehead.
Ethica fell, and couldn't twitch a thing.
In the academy, anarchy and duels and free to perform anywhere, since the academy was built with enough room to make every section a battlefield. Of course, they count as bad behavior and is recorded in the report card.
Since fights can be performed anywhere, the white mages, doctors and nurses that work in the academy infirmary are immediately informed of these fights and they rush to take any injured students to the infirmary.
Ark was offered to stay in the infirmary but he politely requested not to and told the nurse that he was fine. So Ethica was the only one given a trip to the infirmary.
Yuna jumped for joy, cheering for herself. "Yay! I win again!" she cheers. She returns to her loving and caring attitude and pantomimes to Ark, asking him, "You okay?"
Ark smiled and cracked his spine, exhaling after, "Now I am."
After waving goodbye to Yuna, Ark proceeded to his classroom. Of course, the teacher scolded him for being late.
"Ark Fallendor!" The teacher smacked his table with his ruler. Ark's swordsmastery teacher doesn't look strict or terrifying, in fact, some girls call him cute, probably because of his glasses. But his yells and scolds are something no one can forget.
"Sorry sir." Ark bowed down.
"It's going to take more than that to me to forgive you." The teacher opened the dimensions and took out his Fireblend Rapier, a thin, triple-fire-echant sword, "You're going to spar with today's lesson."
Ark looked at the screen board where the lessons are given by the teachers.
Magic Gathering:
-Magic gathering is a skill required by all students of the magic academy. Magic is everywhere, but one must learn how to gather it in order to use it.
-To gather magic, simply increase the eletrical pulse in your body. To do this requires grave concentration and focus.
"Now Ark." The teacher pointed his sword at Ark, "Gather magic at the palm of your hand."
"Easy." Ark let out his palm and sparks appear on top.
-Since magic is everywhere, we cannot see it for the obvious reasons that not everyone can use magic. Electrical pulse exsists in every human body, but magnifying it is something one needs to learn. Once learned how to magnify the electrical pulse, one must learn how to attract magic power using it, acting as a magnet and enclosing it on where one's focus is. When magic is gathered, sparks appear. Magic power are like atoms, flying about avoiding each other. When magic power meets another, a reaction is created, thus making sparks appear. Magic power is attracted to electrical pulse, thus when electrical pulse is magnified, magic power can be controlled.
"Alright then Ark," The teacher put down his rapier and pointed at the board, "Now this lesson!"
-Gathering magic is useless unless you can control it. When you gather magic, it reacts thus making sparks appear. Controlling magic fixes the magic power in a state where you focus. Now that magic is under control, you may use it as you wish.
"There." Ark, still with his palm out, controlled the magic power and sparks stopped coming out, "The magic power is now in fixed position. What should I do with it now?"
"Reinforce your weapon." The teacher crossed his arms.
-With controlled magic, one may use it. Melee classes use this neutral magic to reinforce their weapons, making them stronger and effecient and allows them to do a performance.
-A performance is simply a skill or a special move one does.
Ark sighed, "Okay sir." Ark opened his dimension and took out his Hollow Longsword. Hollow weapons are sacred to the Fallendor family, however, very few know about the Fallendor family and their cultures. Ark happens to be an orphan, only inheriting the name of Fallendor. Hollow weapons are knows for their ability to break through magical reinforcements. The Hollow longsword is two separate thin blades, representing only the razors of this single edged sword. The longer blade's tip bends on top of ther shorter one's, thus revealing the shape of a sword.
"Alright Ark." The teacher opened up the demonstration area where obviously, demonstrations are show. He opened a dimension and summoned an illusion, "Hit this illusion." The teacher commands.
"Alright." Ark gave it one great slash. But no good, the illusion was magically reinforced.
"That's right." The teacher snorted, "Not even the strongest weapon that hasn't been reinforced can destory magical reinforcement. Now reinforce your weapon!" The teacher commanded.
Ark grunted. He reinforced the Hollow Longsword with the magic power he was controlling. The Hollow weapon is now ready for performance.
"Alright Ark, show us what Hollow can do!" The teacher pushed his glasses up. He even reinforced the illusion with even more magic, a rocket launcher couldn't destory it.
Ark relaxed his grip with his sword. A magically reinforced sword in which, when reinforced, has the power to destory magically reinforced barriers. He charged at the dummy and gave it one, large vibrant slash.
The magic power reacted with one another and sparks flew throughout the demonstration area. The illusion was defeated and the sparks reaction caused an explosion.
"That's good enough, right teach?" Ark put his sword back into his dimension, "After all. Gathering magic is the very first lesson you learn when you enter the academy." Ark smiled.
-End-