Meruin stared at a Joseph. For a teacher such as him to fail at common sense was . . . particularly disappointing. "How exactly is he supposed to affect her insides if he can't penetrate the _thick hide_ that is her _skin_? If you answer magic, then perhaps you will observe that he is actively dismissing it's use; otherwise, Mithrail would not be so _outstanding_ a victor. 

Meruin frowned. "Also, with all due respect sir, that was rude to Sol. At the very least he is trying his best and upholding his promise despite his situation; I see nothing boring in a man upholding of his pledge with determination, I see only well deserved pride and a noble spirit."

Having said her piece, Meruin returned her attention to the fight. It was true though, that Sol would have a particularly difficult, almost impossible task of winning against the fledgling Celestial.