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James said a quick prayer for him and then moved on. Finally behind some cover, were the guys he was looking for, a huge bald behemoth of a man stood up and gave James a giant hug, and said. "White Mage, you glorious bastard, I was sure we were done for sure." James was getting crushed, but he managed to get out and smiling he started to say. "Not on my wa- LOOK OUT!" A grenade had been thrown about five meters in front of them, White Mage, with all his might pushed Cue Ball back behind cover. Right after he did, the grenade exploded, he was thrown back onto the ground. Everything was blurry and his ears were ringing, he could feel immense pain in his right shoulder, he looked over to see it was only a shoulder, his arm was gone. James ripped off a piece of his clothing, wrapped it around the wound and tied it awkwardly using his left hand and teeth. Cue Ball had looked at him with concern and then went after the men who threw the grenade. James looked at the ground in front of him, surprised to see an unscathed painting in the wreckage.Blood loss, must be hallucinating, he thought. Still, he felt the urge to pull it closer with his remaining hand, but when he touched it, he felt himself being dragged into the painting and then he felt the sensation of falling. Finally he hit extremely soft ground, and knowledge just suddenly rushed him. He felt like he had spent years studying magic and yet he learned it all in a few moments. After a second he reacted quickly to this discovery and thought, Let's see if this knowledge is good for anything. James put his hand on his shoulder and he caused the wound to close up, leaving a stump, a process that would normally take a great deal longer. He stood up and with the healing he started to feel much better, suddenly the thought of knowing magic hit him. This was incredible, he wondered just what he could do with it. He grabbed his gun and transmuted it into a metal arm, and then attached it to his amputated shoulder. He was able to make it so he could control the metal arm with his thoughts, he could still only do basic things with it right now, like move it up and down, and wiggle fingers. But he knew that with time he would be able to make it do much more. What is this amazing place, he wondered.
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Palantine excused himself after receiving all the requests for refreshments, if students needed him they only need request for him and the walls would pass on the message. He was suprised to see a man, covered in blood, marvelling at his metal arm in the hallway, "Excuse me sir, are you a new student?"