[h3][color=gray]~[/color] [color=black]Nihiri Rakkan[/color][/h3][@Riffus Maximus][@GreenGoat][@Scio][hr][hr]
	His attention turned from the odd scenario before him to the Auburn-Haired man he had learned to be a 'Teacher' of the Academy. He listened intently, concentrating to hear him despite the distance, likely due to some strange whimsical magic, he was capable of hearing the man clearly regardless of the distance. His eyes twinkled gently as he watched the man, Varus, remove what seemed to be an hourglass from one of the pockets on his jacket. As his interest heightened, he payed even closer attention to the words falling from the Man's mouth, Varus seemed to be scanning over the students, each one flinching and squirming as eye-contact was forced. 

	As he watched Varus's eyes move to the people near him, he found that he instead was the one forcing Varus into eye-contact. He made no attempts to force intimidation, nor did he cower away to the man's powerful eyes. Instead, he merely gazed into the man's eyes with a look of contentment across his face, offer a friendly half-smile to the man. It had been many years since he had been affected by hostility, and that wasn't going to change now.

	As the Instructor finished his statements, his eyes moved quickly to a girl who seemed to making an attempt at some sort of stealth attack, but rather than trying to harm Valrus, she seemed much more interested in damaging his Jacket. Albeit finding the act a bit odd, he remembered where he was, and that his definition of 'odd' was likely going to change drastically over the next few days. 

	Taking a slow pull from his cigarette, he exhaled slowly, attempting to discern the girl's motives before his attention was forcibly shifted to the source of a blood-curdling scream. He eyes found the screams source, an attractive young woman with deeply tanned skin, and while admittedly she was clad in clothing less than conservative, he found that it suited her quite well. As her scream changed his eyes narrowed a bit, watching as her body transformed into that of a panther before turning and looking past him.

	He knew immediately that she was headed his direction based off the emotion her eyes revealed, and while he wasn't sure if he was the target or not, he knew that he could complete this trial nonetheless. As she began to move towards him, a tear fell from his eye due to the pain he was forcing himself to focus on, and as her paws left the ground, he scars opened to release the black, reflective metal his magic called forth.

	The change was almost instantaneous, in less than a second the relaxed boy with scars had been replaced by a beast with claws of black, his demeanor reeking of protection, and as the panther's leap led her closer and closer, he began to move as well, leaping forward with strength a man his size could never possess, and his open palm was moving incredibly fast to meet the chest of the panther before him. While he had no attempt at lethality by using his claws, he was not afraid to hurt someone with intent to attack an ally. 

	As he came closer and closer to making contact with the Panther in the air before him, he closed his eyes for a moment to concentrate, and when he opened them, he saw nothing but black as a strange fog had completely enclosed his field of vision. He felt his palm make contact with the Panther's Chest, but due to utter loss of his vision, his entire body collided into her, causing them both to fall into a heap, the panther now atop of him.