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[center][h3][i]Week Two, Day of the C.E.T.[/i][/h3][/center]
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Brunhilde gave a short wave to Kano in return, and patiently watched the other students roll in. Many of them were listed in the diary directory, some more important than others, but others were total unknowns. It was to be expected, considering how many students there were at the Academy. At the recommendation of the teacher, she had brought along a temporary notepad as well, with which to record information during the test. If it were destroyed, it wouldn't be a catastrophe - and the main diary, though reinforced with thick steel as it was, wouldn't be in harm's way during the exam.

The past week had been entertaining, as far as she could tell - not just for herself, but for all of the students present. Their lessons had clearly gone well (or very, very badly - it was difficult to determine), and a few appeared to have fresh scars, both physical and mental. The week of training had been more violent for non-Air elementalists, and she caught the jealous eye of one of the younger Fire students, who had nearly been killed three times during sparring matches with his teacher. She smiled and waved toward the vaguely hostile student and turned her attention back toward the lesson itself, which was slowing to a crawl.

A new man arrived - bald-headed and strong. He appeared to somehow know Kano, and was most likely a staff member. Brunhilde noted his presence in the main diary, as it was good to be able to identify staff members regardless of how relevant they were to her own lessons. More students came, and a quick scan of the crowd forming allowed her to identify a number of friends she had made in the past week, almost all of whom considered her more a friend than she considered them, on account of her horrid memory.

Kano's motions caught Brunhilde's attention, and she witnessed something she had never before imagined she would see in person - the formation of elementals, which as far as she was concerned, were merely creatures from stories and games. Her eyes widened in surprise momentarily - one of the few expressive tendencies they had, and quickly returned to normal as she forgot how long they had been there. The diary slowly filled with descriptions of them - and many were present.

In particular, one massive golem of shadow and light stood out, standing at a relatively impressive nine feet tall - though she imagined there were many that were significantly larger. The two elements dancing together within its form suggested that it wasn't one elemental, but rather two that had merged, for better or for worse - which would explain its stature compared to the others. She wanted to fight it more than any of the others - but, unfortunately, she had determined that air could not directly interact with light, and could not interact at all with darkness, which would leave her completely unable to harm it.

Instead, she turned toward the Fire elemental - a roughly humanoid inferno. Rock was too simple, bark far too delicate, air too familiar, and water too close to being air. Fire seemed to be the best foe for an air student like herself. The diary had requested that she leave it behind and only take the notepad, and as such, she approached Kano and Lou, who by far seemed to be the safest choices for it.

[color=8493ca]"Professor, Headmaster, would one of you please keep an eye on this during the test?"[/color]

[@Zelosse][@ShaggyDoo0]

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Brunhilde leapt upon the platform and immediately sealed herself within a bubble of insulating vacuum, save for a narrow pipeline of air entering and leaving her lungs. The Fire elemental was difficult to read and predict, thanks to its lack of organic shape - but if it were capable of thinking, it would be best to strike fast and unpredictably. It would also be best to experiment some in order to determine what effects different air manipulation methods would have on it - and she wondered to herself if she would be able to control its burn rate.

In response to thoughts and feelings of command, the air outside of the vacuum bubble swirled and spiraled, with streams of gases exiting and other streams entering the center of a rapidly growing cyclone. In seconds, a rapidly spinning, foot-wide pale blue plane of condensed oxygen formed, with mist rolling off it it all about as the touching air continually froze and evaporated.

In the blink of an eye, the spinning disc of pure oxygen flung itself directly at the center of the fire elemental. Brunhilde herself stayed nearly completely motionless and expressionless, save for the scribbling of the pen across the small notepad within the vacuum bubble, waiting to see whether adding fuel to the fire would make the creature larger, hotter, or merely harm it.