[colour=DimGray][center][h1]Synth Kane[/h1][/center][/colour]

Synth took a more laid-back approach to his teaching, and sat, legs crossed over his desk, giving the students a small lecture. It was mostly the basics - the wired psychology to fear the dark, the basic nature of shadow magic, etcetera. It was all just an intro lesson, getting the students up to speed with the starter points before actually delving into the real subject.

[i]"Are you actually gonna do something, or are you incapable of doing anything but talk?"[/i] a student yelled across the class.

To Synth, that was a direct insult on his method of teaching, and even his nature. To him, it was like someone had just yelled offensive slurs across the classroom at him, and it was not appreciated. Not to mention, some parts of the class had begun laughing.

[colour=DimGray]"We have a joker here, do we?"[/colour] his expression suddenly darkened as he looked the student in the eyes, and everything went quiet, [colour=DimGray]"If you believe you can do any better than me, I'll change my way of teaching. Now, up here."[/colour]

Of course, the kid jumped at the chance to show his teacher up. As he walked through the lines of students, all sat at desks, he drew a blade lined with runes from his back pocket. Synth could already guess what school it belonged to, just by the catalyst alone. Upon arrival, the Mage was beckoned to take a strike, to which he did.

The boy lunged, and flipped his knife into an ice pick grip, all the runes lighting up in reddish-blue light. Electricity crackled across it, and extended outwards in order to increase the blades side, looking more like a shortened light sabre than a dagger. As it rushed forwards, about to make contact with Synth's face, a small smirk danced across his lips, and from the ground a black pillar arose. 

With the blade now firmly wedged into the black wall, the pillar seemingly enveloping it, the young mage's expression turned from confidence, to understanding, and then to fear. Before he could even pull his hand away, the void swallowed it and prevented it from moving. And, as sudden as the appearance of the wall, every rune on Synth body lit up in a light purple glow. Everyone saw it, save a certain few, and from nowhere a massive, almost transparent [url=http://wftogame.com/wp-content/uploads/ShadowBig1.png]shadow creature[/url] rose up and stood, lumbering over the students in the middle of the room.

It roared, producing an ear splitting shriek that caused everyone who saw it pain. Those that hadn't, the ones who Synth kind of liked,mass and heard nothing, but instead looked upon the students with confusion. And not to mention the boy at the front, standing in the path of the being, who has collapsed in fear and shock. And before anyone realised, all of his magic simply stopped, and everything he had done went with it. The young mate was still unconscious, and Synth had one of the students carry his [s]corpse[/s] body back to his desk. Then, he carried on with the lesson, everyone listening intently lest such a thing happen again.

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After the lesson was over and all the students released, he returned back to his dorm. Not for any particular reason. At least, none accept to play on his laptop.

He just had to hope Juliann couldn't find it and guess the password to his folder.

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[colour=SlateGray][center][h1]Edgar Quantus[/h1][/center][/colour]

For the day, Edgar decided it was in his best interest not to attend classes, but instead sit on his computer whilst performing experiments. But, throughout it all, one question lingered on his mind.

[u]Why didn't it affect the dragon-kin?[/u]

Ever since his confrontation with Sorcha, he just couldn't wrap his head around it. For some reason, her very existence in time couldn't be affected. It wasn't like his powers were diminishing - in fact they felt more powerful every day - but it was more like the dragon herself was avoiding the temporal axis. As if her presence in time exceeded his own.

He couldn't take it any more. His head hurt from scratching, and he couldn't take not knowing. So instead, he stood, making sure to shut off the computer, and headed out of the dorm in search of the dragon.

He had to know for sure.