[center][h3][color=#d40b0b]Zephyr Heidrich[/color][/h3]

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Suddenly everything had become a little damper than a few moments prior. His form remained still as oblong drops slid down brown locks and onto the formal pants below. Zephyr calmly turned his head in the direction of a worried voice, the owner of which was already atoning for his mistake, as expected of such a courteous fellow. To prevent the almost imminent event that was Luke prostrating himself in remorse, the darkness user opened his mouth, given that his complexion wouldn’t be of any assistance. Oddly enough, the copy of [i]Thus Spoke Zarathustra[/i] gingerly gripped between his hands and the satchel that rested by his side remained in a state drier than Vlad’s humor. But before any words could flow forth, something else had caught his attention entirely. It on the other hand had flawlessly succeeded in flowing and then some. His gaze continued to climb as the tempestuous ebbs and flows gradually coalesced. The wild waves sentiently carved themselves into something just as awe-inspiring as it was petrifying. The two remained motionless as the waves’ will took form, leaving the students powerless to this presentation of prowess. 

Zephyr was utterly captivated by the spectacle. He could almost feel the hum of the running water that perfectly emulated veins. But the boy had always been one to quickly grasp situations, and surely enough, this aqueous beast wasn’t going to present a gift as congratulations for Luke. In all actuality, it had the polar opposite drive. [color=#d40b0b]”Ah.”[/color] He nonchalantly regarded the development with before he placed the book in his satchel for safe keeping. Taking in their opponent in its fullest, glassy eyes scrutinized every facet, both physical and underlying. 

Zephyr brusquely straightened out the wet silk woven around his neck as he got to his feet. From the looks of it, the kid had already overcome any sort of fear that an imposing foe of this size would normally evoke. Luke, for starters, as normal and down-to-earth as an adolescent could be, was probably still frozen on the spot. Wrenching him free from his daze, the boy spoke in an earnest tone, one that slightly strayed from the usual. [color=#d40b0b]”Luke. This seems to be an obstruction you and only you can quell. But by the looks of it, you have been granted me as an aide.”[/color] Without any visible sign, the orb shrunk its orbit at an alarming rate and came to a halt by the brunet’s right hand. [color=#d40b0b]”I will keep it preoccupied, but know that the outcome of this fray solely rests on your shoulders. Failure is not an option. I’m sure it doesn’t intend to harm us to a grave extent, but rather than our health, it’s your capacity as a Water Elementalist that’s on the line. Do not waver. Be forthright in your resolution. And most of all, have faith in your own abilities. I am certain this trial would not have presented itself if you were not capable of overcoming it.”[/color] His voice carried a heavy resolve with it, one that would hopefully imbue his classmate with even an ounce of courage.

The student took one step forward and brought the orb into his clutch. Enshrouded under a low breath, Zephyr uttered in a faint vocalization, [color=#d40b0b]”Mo Ye, to me.”[/color] The command was soft and lacked the authority that would normally compliment it. In spite of his lax ruling, his will began to take form. From the bottom of his hand protruded a small cylinder ended by a flat hilt. Meanwhile the top entailed more to show. An extension let to another orb, and from there continued an average but relatively wide double-edged blade. After a few sparse seconds, eel designs began to be etched into the weapon’s figure. [color=#d40b0b]”Gan Jiang, delegate your beloved wife’s embodiment to me for this endeavor. May your souls rest in peace and accept this prayer.”[/color] With his gaze now leveled with his foe, Zephyr suddenly rocketed towards it. Not on the ground, but through the air. 

In the blink of an eye, his thin form closed the gap of empty space parting himself and the dragon. His blade effortlessly sliced one of the extremities attached to the beast’s jaw in two during his trajectory, yet the two halves were connected almost instantly as water bridged together. From the looks of it, Zephyr was on a one-way course for a splashy embrace. Though before his body even came anywhere close to the water, he was curtly caught by the same thing that had propelled him towards the dragon.

A fine string of darkness originating from his hand led below the boy and formed an almost two dimensional platform. It was quite the strenuous task maintaining the orb as a medial part of the weapon while diverging a fraction of its form to the support he currently stood on, but it was a feat Zephyr could perform with enough concentration. The beast now stared at its assailant, just like a predator, analyzing the youth in his fullest. After tactful planning, it lurched forward with its jaws wide open. The student quickly boosted himself over the dragon’s watery hide and with his entire figure upside down, jammed the blade into the creature’s back and let gravity do the rest of the work. Water spewed uncontrollably in various directions just like actual blood. Mo Ye created a cleft as the boy was dragged down to the water’s surface, stopped short by yet another platform. As expected, the divide created was mended. The dragon swiveled around to face Zephyr yet again, completely unaffected by his attack. Hopefully Luke was on his A-game, otherwise this was going to be quite the long clash.

[@Inertia]