Eduardo smiles. He had been watching the new first years come in when the alarm sounded. He remembered his first year here. The awkward feeling of a new school, the daemons you saw at every turn. His normal bravado was absent in his first months here, but it gradually came back. Now, he's a second year. He was more confident, agile and competent of a hunter then ever was before. He couldn't remember if he got even one roaming daemon last year, but he knew he would make his mark this time. He would make his mom proud. This daemon was his.

He slowly stepped through the crowd to the front gate. He unfortunately needed some more space to summon his daemon then the crowd provided. [i]No matter[/i]. He thought, [i]I suppose i can make an impression on the new kids.[/i] 
"Alright, kids." He yells to the crowd, pushing them around to give himself some room. "I'm gonna need a wide berth here. Unless you want to be target practice." He would never actually hurt any of the students, but [i] Perhaps they don't know that[/i] he thought. Luckily, whether they believed him or not, they gave him enough space. He reached into his pocket, pulling out what appeared to be a small toy horse, made of fine polished wood. Some of the kids snickered, thinking he was done with his presentation. Ed grinned.

He threw the toy into the air, and it quickly changed size to form a large, muscular horse, who landed on the ground with a bang, scaring a few first years. The horse raised its head and front hooves into the air, making a loud noise halfway between a neigh and a demonic growl. Ed hops onto the horse, petting the side of its head a bit. "Alright, enough showing off." The horse neighed back at him. "We got work to do." Ed reached to his side, pulling out a short silver pole, which he then spins in his hand, both side of it extending out, forming a long, stable spear. He slid his hand down the pole to hold it correctly, as a proper knight might hold his blade. He pointed the blade end toward the kids in his way, who gave him a wide berth with no trouble. He hit his boot against the horses side. "Off, chariot!" And the horse quickly galloped to where he suspected the daemon might be.