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  1. #11
    "Yosh! Good to go!" he said upon his registration. Over time, others remaining in line were cleared to participate in the entrance exam. Many groups were present in the stadium, all in wait with their own varying levels of patience. Eventually, some would take note of a different group of people stepping out in front of a line of chairs in the stands above. Among these people were: a younger male with spiky blond hair, another with short and spiky white-silver hair and red face markings, a younger male with bright orange spiked hair, and a final male figure with long and vibrant red hair, and a mask covering the right half of his face. The first of these men to arrive was also the first to speak with these prospects. "Hoh! It looks like we have a lot this year! Who wants to be a Magic Knight!?" he called out, mostly to grab the attention of those who hadn't yet noticed this group's presence. As this man looked out into the crowd, the glow of a grimoire showed from beneath his waistline. Suddenly thereafter, tree roots would sprout next to every participant of the entrance exam, cutting themselves off to take the shape of brooms. The rest, he left to another...

  2. #12
    Soon enough all of the people trying to become Magic Knights had gathered within the arena. Beyond this, there was a total of nine people at the top of the chamber. One would be a young woman with a giant witch's hat in white silvery color and a piercing silvery gaze. She said nothing but her eyes moved over the crowd. One woman with a deep tan and purple hair found herself rather gently flopping into the chair she was meant to take. "Yare yare, this group seems so lively..." she muttered as she looked out over the crowd. Yet another woman also took a seat, but her eyes weren't visible, in fact the only visible part of her face was a the lower half which garnered something of a smile. One woman with flame red hair and living vines within that seemed to sit down with a rather regal disposition. "Oh such hopeful little saplings... the garden needs tending though..." she apathetically. The last woman said nothing, but her blonde hair seemed to poke out from the edges of her hood. Just as well she was pushing up her glasses as if she intended to keep watching. "Sugoi, all nine Captains are here..." was the murmur among the crowd who looked up in awe feeling the need to impress.

    And watch the group did at large, the first test was simply waiting to see if any could properly ride brooms. They'd have some interesting things to see. The girl with the glasses and her hair pulled back in a neat bun seemed to present no problems riding. While the girl in the ragged clothing was an entirely different matter. She did indeed ride her broom, but she strangely did it on all fours practically laying across it but finding the speed to zoom around the area. Several others also succeeded at varying levels of speed and actual capability. After this part was over and everyone had taken note of everything necessary, another of these nine Captains would stand. It would be a young woman with a hood and round glasses the last who'd taken her seat. "Since everyone has now demonstrated some magical ability there is one final thing that needs to happen. You guys are going to have some quick battles so we can see what your talents for actual fighting is like..." she started which made a slight interruption come to place as the woman with the the red hair spoke. "There are only 399 participants... it's an odd number, what will we do?" she asked aloud. Murmurs broke out among people wondering what kind of special condition such a circumstance would create. A sadistic grin came to the face of the green haired girl after hearing this and she raised her hand and spoke up. "I'll take two of them." she said of the fights without much more to be said, this caused a look of shock among several of the female Captains. Who looked to the others to see if such a thing should be allowed.

  3. #13
    The odd number of participants this year produced a strange outcome. In previous events of days long past, a group of the three greatest - or worst - prospects would be brought together in one battle to show their worth or eliminate the worst of them entirely. Given a certain event where an eliminated individual returned the next year to excel, though, this became viewed as a less effective method due to it keeping potential strengths for the Magic Knights at bay. As an organization, they did desire anyone who could be a boon from each entrance exam. Luckily, one brave soul came forth with a suggestion to face two opponents. While this may not have been the most sane thing to do, it did catch a couple of Captains' eyes.

    Before any actual word would come from the Captains, a torrent of water swept through a small portion of the crowd toward the green-haired girl's rear, aiming to sweep her away. It came from the grimoire of Itama Senju, who intended to humiliate this lowly peasant who thought herself to be at such a level when making her suggestion. "Lowlifes like you should really learn their place in this world."

  4. #14
    The best of three option seemed to be up at arms, but surprisingly enough there were immediate takers for this young girl's open-ended idea. Of course, the green haired girl knew this would be the case considering the kind of talk she'd heard from individuals, but as a torrent of water came up behind her, she turned into it, seeming to care little if she was affected by the wetness, as her own Grimoire glowed with power. "And whiny attention seeking bitches should beg for their lives!" those slanted pupils of hers seemed to become almost invisible as she created a number of short combat blades around her. Several were aimed forward at the lad, meanwhile moving at high speeds, she grabbed a pair from the air and rushed forward with them. And just like that the crowds moved around them and none were left but this white haired lad was standing before her. She kicked several knives towards him while still moving in a crazed but deliberate way, intending to use her built up moment to aim a spinning slash at the boy's torso from left to right with enough strength to leave a shallow but obvious mark.

    "Oi, Tobirama isn't that your kid brother?" asked the purple haired leader of Blue Rose with almost instigating cattiness to her voice.

  5. #15
    "Tch! You'll learn how to speak to your superiors," Itama stated. The simple fact that this lowly peasant managed to even recover from his attack was absolutely disgusting to him. What's more, she was retaliating. Itama dashed forward whilst drawing a katana from his left hip. As he built up forward momentum, he used his water magic to coat the katana's blade. His blade was swung at each of the ones produced to parry them as he and the green-haired girl approached one another. He readied himself for a parry of her incoming direct attack, but the momentum she gained from spinning was more than even his magically-enhanced sword could defend against with the strength he had behind it. His blade clashed with hers, but in the end, the commoner was able to push past his guard and gash his left bicep and the same side of his chest. He grimaced, more from disgust than from pain. In his moment of fury, he spun clockwise until he was able to slash out horizontally, sending the crescent of slicing water in the peasant's direction at chest level.

    Meanwhile, the white-haired Captain of the Azure Deer, Tobirama, was addressed by one of his peers with a query. His crimson stare shifted from the ongoing battle to the tanned woman, and he replied with some hesitation. "That is... my sword, yes."

  6. #16
    "I don't see any superiors here," she said in response to the boy's taunt. He had some problem with her being a commoner, but he was a foreigner he had no right to judge her life. Beyond that, all she really wanted in the world was to fight a good fight, and he hardly seemed capable of offering it. He drew a blade and managed not to immediately succumb to her attack, but still he wasn't up to the level of combat she expected. He soon spilled blood and she sniffed the air as he made faces of disgust. Following the spin of her own attack this boy's body seemed to be fueled by fury alone as he lashed out with a horizontal spinning slash, which led immediately to a crescent of water being fired at chest level for this green haired lass. She knew she wouldn't be able to run around or disturb this innately, so she did the only thing she could do, she allowed her weapons to drop from her hands, as she aimed to fall backward under the crest of water, using her hands to brace herself on the ground. Once it was gone over her head she twisted her body, spinning like a top on her hands, and using the momentum for a counter, aiming to kick one of her falling daggers into the boy's horizontally extended sword arm. She aimed to pierce it with force enough to send the blade through it forcing him to drop his weapon as well as leaving him open and in pain. The force was created from the young girl using her mana to enhance her physical capabilities, not that she realized this herself. It wasn't important after all, all that mattered was that she fight until she couldn't anymore.

    Meanwhile, the hesitant reply of Tobirama brought nothing but a laugh from the tanned woman. "Ah, right. Just your sword~ That makes perfect sense..." she replied sarcastically. It would be obvious to all that she'd known the answer to her question, but it seemed Tobirama wasn't content to play the game of explaining the sorry state his brother was presently showing. Perhaps, his was the reason he was in the exam in the first place. The green haired girl was promising but... at least to the woman with the deep tan, something seemed to be a bit off about her personality, advanced fighting skills or not. 'Hm, I wonder if she knows she's doing that...'

  7. #17
    Itama scoffed once again. She didn't see any superiors here, did she? Well, this peasant was obviously lacking in the sight department, so he would have to make sure he did something about that first and foremost. Much to his chagrin though, the girl ducked under his own magic attack before utilizing an amount of ingenuity he never expected to see. She made use of another spin, albeit this time for very different reasons. Her foot connected with another of her magic blades as it descended toward the ground, and as Itama continued to move forward, that very blade was launched by kick in his direction, finding its home - however temporary - in his bicep. Itama looked toward his arm and saw nothing but a hole where he knew there had been impact. Then, and only then, did it register what had occurred. There was no blade in his flesh. All he could see when looking at his wound was pouring blood, as well as a small window to the other side.

    In a matter of moments, the otherwise silent arena would hear - as a unit - the cries of agony belonging to Itama Senju. In the stands, the Captain who'd been pinned as his elder brother looked very displeased. Whatever the case may have been with the older male, the battle was over, and more could commence. Itama was taken away to have his wound tended to while other matches took place. Many bouts later, the ash-blonde who'd barged through a certain group to clear his registration stood in the open space that had become the exam battleground since the day's first altercation-gone-showcase. He stood with his hands in his pockets, and a grin on his face. Unlike others who'd paired up for their matches, he was offering an open challenge to any who'd yet to be evaluated.

  8. #18
    The white haired lad's screams filled the arena by the time the green haired lass had righted herself. It was obvious to her there would be no retaliation for her most recent assault. In fact, the grin which spread across her face bordered upon sinister as the knives she'd summoned disappeared as she closed her Grimoire and put it away. A few of the Captains were amazed by this outcome, but if they had anything else to say they kept it to themselves. Even the instigating Captain of the Blue Rose didn't have anything to say, as the boy's screams rattled the arena. Of course, he would eventually be carried off, apparently everyone within the space acknowledging that the green haired lass had won her altercation without needing to say so aloud. Strangely, none wanted to challenge her immediately after this particular bout, though she could rather clearly hear the murmurs of the crowd. Given how it seemed to be playing out, she slink off to the side, to watch the fights of those who'd partnered up for them. She'd find herself capable of slinking out of her battle hardened status without too much of a problem. Until...

    Several fights later a boy with blonde hair stood in the middle of the arena where countless battles had now taken place. He didn't have a partner and apparently was simply waiting for one. The green haired girl would push off from her pillar of choice and stand before them once more. "Oi, you taking any challengers? The other guy I wanted to kick the shit out of got stomped out already..." she said her voice loud enough to be heard but giving ample time for the boy to deny her. She figured some would, at least find her frightening after her most recent display. It had to be the reason no one had immediately challenged her after her first fight. Of course, she was waiting for something else entirely in these challenges, and she wondered if she might find it here.

  9. #19
    The male teen could have counted the seconds after his arrival to this open space where he received no immediate answers to his obvious open challenge. A beacon of hope shone down on him in due time, and in the form of the green-haired girl he'd seen fighting at the beginning of this event. When she spoke to him, he looked her way and found her to be a little more familiar than just that upon closer inspection. "Hmm. Now that I get a good look at you, I've seen you somewhere else before..." His mind wandered to find his original thought, and as it did, he inspected the girl before him. If nothing else, the state of her clothing gave away her identity well enough. "Oh! You're that girl they were saying came from the Forsaken Lands! Right... that must've been the guy you were talkin' about," he said, remembering a certain male participant who'd recently met a swift end in a match against someone not all too special in their own right. "Fuck it, right? You kicked that other guy's ass enough for both of 'em. Leonis Vermillion." With his introduction offered, Leonis answered the girl's question with a simple gesture. His left hand left his pocket and rose, soon moving in a motion meant to beckon the green-haired lass toward him.

  10. #20
    A short conversation was being had between this pair of teens, and in the meantime, a few of the Captains seemed to be straightening up their postures a bit. At the very least, the now bored looking Captain of Blue Rose perked up in her chair, wondering if this secondary match would be a slaughter as well. But she supposed she'd be waiting like everyone else. In the meantime, the green haired girl was listening to the words spoken by the blonde and a slight smile shifted on her face as he mentioned knowing the reason she wanted to beat up on one of the others and choose this moment to properly acknowledge her as a person, going so far as to introduce himself and beckon her forward. "Leonis Vermillion? Hm...one of those royals huh? But I have a good feeling about you," she said as she stepped forward, her Grimoire once more emerged from her bag and she cast the spell that produced several blades of which she immediately grabbed a pair from the air and began to spin around in her hands, while the others hung in limbo. Unlike many others, this young woman chose to judge people based on their own actions and the vibes they gave her when they met. She trusted her own instincts, and knew deep down this lad wasn't judging her for being born in a different part of the country or poor. As such she'd treat him with all the respect he showed her. "Those guys, they talked a lot of shit, so I figured they should back it up. But that went all to shit...kufufufu~" the girl said, a malicious laugh escaping her at the end. "But you... smell like a real fight!~" she seemed excited by the prospect her body tensed as she prepared to charge.

    And charge she did, aiming to close the gap between them in a matter of seconds using the blades in her hands to aim a rotating slash across this young man's torso from his right shoulder to his left hip. "Hikage..." she gave her name in the singular second her face was stopped before this young man's. She was excited for this fight suddenly and she hoped he wouldn't disappoint.

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