While the vampire managed to sit back up, it was clear that this fight was over and they had beaten him. A part of her wanted to continue fighting, having finally gotten the fight she so craved, after having her previous fight interrupted by that irritating teacher. However, now that it was over, she finally get something to eat after all that fighting. But the moment she thought it was over, a man came out of nowhere to stab the vampire they had just defeated in the chest with his cane.

If that wasn't enough, the man would eventually make a move to go after them. Filling the area with a sickeningly thick sweet scent, with red vines bursting from the ground and red flowers appearing everywhere.....things weren't looking good to be quite honest. With her magical energy draining at a fast rate, it started to seem like they weren't going make it through the situation. Though, a loud crash that soon followed, fortunately dispelled that notion.

The one that would be responsible for the crash turned out to be their PE teacher and their exorcism teacher was also there as well. After they made sure everyone got away to a safe, watchable distance, a crazy fight ensued. A fight that was definitely out of their league with how they were now but it was nonetheless exciting to watch. Once the fight had concluded and the man, revealed to be 'Ruthven', had gone, the city returned to normal.

Their teachers would go on to reveal what they had fought and given a brief background on them. It appears that the vampire they had fought in 'the castle' was indeed completely different than what she, and others from Arcanis, had known of vampires from back home. In Arcanis they had Demonic origins but here on earth their roots dated back to an earthen biblical figure 'Noah'. It would seem that all of this ran deeper than she had originally thought and could possibly be involved in a lot more fights of this nature, something she was definitely excited about.

Not only about being involved in more fights, but also the more likely it brings her to what she came here to seek. The night would end with them revealing that their vampire foe would be sticking around at the academy until further notice. She wasn't entirely sure how her classmates felt about it but, personally, Ultana didn't really care either way. Not like she or the others died during the fight and had the teachers approval, so it was whatever.

All she really cared about at the moment was finally getting some grub. Well, and the fact tomorrows class would be PE and not Exorcism. Definitely looking forward to it.

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The next day was a rather tiring day, Utsumi stood at the front of the class a little concerned. Everyone was tired, it appeared throughout last night, everyone went through some kind of ordeal, with only a few who just stayed inside all night who noticed nothing. Well, regardless... They had class anyways.

"Well, I hope everyone's got some energy in them... Because today's a physical class", he could hear the groans in everyone's voices, but before they knew it, they were all standing outside on the field.

Standing in front of them was Kaidan Bakusatsu, the PE teacher. Well, at least this was rather convincing for a physical class. Beside him were some scrolls, and they also even brought out some bokuto, wooden swords... Was it kenjutsu practice? But those scrolls also looked distinctly ninja.

, his booming voice hit like a truck for everyone deprived of sleep almost as if they were going to be run over. It either actually did, or woke some people out of their tired moods.

"Today we'll be practicing Ninjutsu, and Kenjutsu! Why two you may ask?! WELL!", he raised his finger, before bringing it down and pointing his thumb towards his chest.

"THE BODY! It's all about the body!"

"Ki! Chakra! Both of these elements make use of our body's energies! You see kids! There are two main ways one may do such a thing! The booming force of Ki in a focused strike and state of mind! Or, the meticulous and subtle way of chakra, that blends the body's two main elements into one burning force!",

"But, well, I suppose one could say chakra is more advanced, as it uses Ki and Magic, or otherwise also known as Yin and Yang, but the method for Ki and Chakra are also completely different. You see, Ki is brought out by one's inner spirit, Kiai is projecting Ki with one's voice, to bring out more power, that is why some people announce their attacks you see!", like him right?

"However Chakra is the mixing of two elements, you can do much more with Chakra, such as manipulating the elements around you, or even turning your Ki into an element. Sounds like magic right? Well, it is made by mixing Ki and Magical energies, so I suppose it is! Haha! Ahem..."

"Anyways, I will allow you all to pick one thing to focus on for this class! Worry not! If you wish to learn both, we have the instructions for them stowed in the library and you can learn them in your own time!"

With that, everyone began to shuffle around and see what interested them most... Straight honest swordsmanship, or the basic trick book for ninjas...?

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After last night being chock full of fighting and eating. she was definitely feeling it for the lack of sleep. Though, given their next class, she'd find herself wide awake. Their next lesson was PE, a good ole physical focused class that was something Ultana definitely enjoyed. While most were complaining about it, she was excited and even more so when they suddenly found themselves outside on the field.

Everyone would soon find themselves wide awake after the teacher's loud call to attention. In an effort to build their body up, everyone was given 2 options to focus on, Swordsmanship or Ninjutsu. Since Ultana didn't have much interest in ninjutsu, and given her style, she decided to focus on swordsmanship. Out of the options given to them, working on her skill with the sword would definitely benefit her more in battle.

How anyone managed to find sleep after their ordeal the previous night was truly beyond Lorelai, the blonde managing to sit straight and look to the front of her class', but very little stuck with her. The longer the day went the harder she winced at the squiggles on boards, her hairs seeming to escape her braid and gain the appearance of unkempt quills, but she had neither the vanity nor the awareness to tidy up. Not that doing so would help given the numerous bruises she had to bury under bandages lest someone think was battered and makes a report to the main office.

Still, they had to show up, and it was time for a class she truly excelled at. Or, she normally would do so in Gym, but a pounding headache and the knowledge that the shards of an honest to god magic sword where in her possession kept her from really getting the Kenjutsu lessons down. As much as she enjoyed going through her drills, taking the time to cement it required so much time she'd lose out on her spear time. And really, she couldn't even do this kata straight without slipping out of form right now.

And Ninjutsu? Subtly, thy name is not De Windt.

The night had brought with it much revelations and new motivation to other students. Icarus was one student who felt different today. The other ones who had been in the situation were in this class with him, so many of them looked exhausted, drawn far too thin.
He was burning up on the inside. Last night had been dangerous. Too dangerous. And he'd been drawn right into the danger alongside a bunch of other students. No adults to fall back on. No elders to go to. And while some phoenixes might have been content in their lives, and only come to this mundane world in a later cycle, he'd taken the insane choice of entering it in his first. He didn't have the experience. He had come to understand the reality of the world, and that while some little tiny bits of utilitarian magic and academics were seemingly practical, in a fight his magic had been utterly lacking. Fighting was horrifying, he never wanted to be in a fight again in his life, nothing ever like last night ever again.
He had walked right into the middle of the cataclysm and had started fighting without thinking about it, and now he was a bit scared that, faced with that, he might do that again.
And more than anything, he wanted to be safe if he was ever possessed by that kind of insanity again. He needed more power. More fight. And the school was offering that.

Icarus was on fire. In the figurative sense for once in his short life.
Today he would learn how to hide. How to be subtle and efficient. Tomorrow, he would take to the library and the training fields, and he'd learn how to strike. If trouble was going to come to him, and he did so hope that it came to him and that he wasn't once again drawn towards it because that was a disturbing feeling to have, if he had to have trouble like last night again, he wanted to make trouble regret every second of it.
Hopefully there wouldn't be trouble again...but this world was apparently less calm and sedate than the humans made it out to be.

Edward would never forget last night, but simultaneously, many of it's details were... hazy to say the least. Seeing that ice palace, for the first time, and when it became bathed in crimson, those vistas were seared into his skull. Aresvius being pierced, almost watching another young man die... that too, would stick with him forever. But the fight in between, while it seemed to last forever in the moment, he couldn't place much more than the emotion of it all. Fear. Complete paranoia as these magical forces he had just begun to understand clashed right in front of his face-- even trying to kill him! Luckily, Lorelai and Rodrick were there, along with a variety of other students, that ended up protecting him, along with the teachers that swooped in like Power Rangers. Their P.E. teacher's entrance is also something he'd remember forever.

But if there was one thing to take from yesterday, it was that Ed was out of his depth. He'd never been in a fight in his life until Rodrick came along, and the princling who just two days ago seemed to want his head was about all that stood between him and a cold, cold casket. Hopefully Ed's complete ineptitude in that fight helped show Rodrick just how wrong he was about Ed being special. Or at least, intentionally special. Previously, Ed had felt out of his element in a very positive way. He was being introduced to this amazing new world that he had always dreamed of... but last night Ed felt the flipside of that. Being new, and weak, and powerless and confused. It kept Ed up all night. He just wanted to hold onto Ramyu or Rodrick or Lorelai and never let go, because otherwise he'd get squashed like a bug.

This paranoia followed him through the rest of the day, along with his lack of sleep. For once, he couldn't take any notes in his classes. Ramyu and Rodrick were also no where to be found, but as his afternoon P.E. class rolled around, he noticed a peculiar coincidence. Or at least it was framed as a coincidence, but it couldn't be. Everyone present during last night's... affair, sans the other teacher, was here. All beat tired, obviously, but here nonetheless. Ed listened as intently as he could, expecting some kind of follow up on what had happened, or at least a confirmation that Aresvius was still breath, but it never came. Coach just talked about ki and chakra and what not. Normally, Ed would be all over that but he just couldn't focus on that today. Even if he wanted to get stronger.

He could gab at Lorelai or Rodrick but for some reason he didn't feel ready. Maybe it was the shame of not having participated in the fight, or how tired they were, but he struck up a conversation with Mr. Bakusatsu instead. Pretending to be working on his Kata, Ed slowly inched closer to the coach, and waited for an opening, when he wasn't instructing any students, before semi-whispering to him.

"Uh, hey, coach Bakusatsu, Is Aresvius okay? Is that Noah's descendant guy gonna show back up again soon?"

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Kaidan oversaw the class, giving some brief instruction once in awhile, though to varying degrees of success. Some students seemed to understand his hot-headed way of explaining things, while others struggled a little, but it was clear he was quite sincere in his methods. As everyone began to settle he noticed some were not quite completely there today... He pondered for a bit before he pulled out from a satchel what appeared like a protein ball, and walked up to Lorelai,

"Here, try some of this", he offered. Whether or not she would eat it, she would find herself taking it either way. What this was in fact, was a shinobi medicinal ball, which should revitalize anyone who eats it. There were recipes for it included in the Iga-ryu scrolls too. As he handed that off, he was approached by Edward, who asked out of concern of what happened last night. Not many people knew of the descendants, and frankly they preferred the students didn't learn of such high level beings so early in their lives or even ever at all, still, what happens, happens. Kaidan furrowed his brow and rubbed his chin,

"Hmmmmmm, well Aresvius will be okay, he's just out of commission for awhile. Being what he is, he'll recover with just some rest. As for the other guy... Well, I'm not sure. Then again, it may not be best to talk about him here, but please rest assured! The teachers and even the principle are onto that guy, let us handle him", it was a vague answer regarding the latter but there was something reassuring about this gruff and buff man giving a friendly smile.

"Shin-Ganryu."

A dark skinned female with bright white teeth gave a toothy smile to the young dark skinned male standing beside her. She knew exactly what her friend would love the moment their teacher finished his speech. Her friend was always the type to go straight for the sword fighting techniques and if anything, he would be over-joyed even if he didn't show it. The young man stared at his friend, a smirk forming in the corners of the mouth. Only she could get him to smirk like this out of him. "Come on, Aurelius." The young girl laughed as she grabbed his arm, pulling him as hard she could toward their teacher. She just couldn't help herself.

"Lady, calm yourself." Aurelius calmly spoke, his stoic tone taking over. He placed his hand on her head, ruffling her around like a parent with their child. Aurelius knew she was right, as he took a few steps to the wooden swords placed for the students to use. He slowly gripped the hilt, his mind racing as he began to think back to the past. The more kenjutsu he was able to learn, the more capable he would be to avenge his mother, and become the man that she always preached he was.

"Sensai, I would like to learn Shin-Ganryu." Aurelius spoke in an almost commanding tone, pointing his wooden sword at Bakusatsu.

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"Oooh! Very well then! Feel free to take one of the manuscripts then!", being the kind to be fond of enthusiasm, Kaidan took to the eagerness of the dark-skinned student rather well. Among the students in the magic classes after normal curriculum, this kid Aurelius was one of the more talented physical fighters. In fact he almost expected him to pick Shin-Ganryu.

After awhile, the class would split into two groups where one half did drills for Shin-Ganryu's forms and basic cuts, while the other focused on chakra generation in a meditative state, both classes being instructed by Kaidan and his shadow clones. Some students did not participate, but it appeared a majority did, and by the time class was over the sun was visibly a bit lower than it was before. Class outside was really something else it seemed.

"Alright! Class dismissed! It's good to see such healthy students taking to these kinds of activities! Well, next week will be as usual with Utsumi, so be sure to say hi to him for me!" and like that class was over, students began shuffling away to do one thing or another, but given the physical nature of this class many elected to just rest.

Despite the coach's vague answer, Edward was happy with the response he was given. He was glad to hear that Aresvius was okay. Given what he gathered listening to the teachers and that Noah guy, he may not have been a bad person, and he did seem to just be a kid like everyone else here. Regarding said Noah's Descendant, Bakusatsu gave a pretty middling response, but it was an honest middling. They weren't 100% on what all was happening, but they'd try their damnedest to make sure no harm came to their students, as they proved the night before. It helped ease Edward into actually participating in class instead of miming kata-- he followed the Coach's shadow clone's instructions on how to generate chakra through meditation. Something more slow paced like that was definitely more his speed after the exhausting night he'd had previously.

Once class was all over, most stayed put for a moment to recoup. Rodrick was one of said people, and Ed knew it was probably in both of their best interests to have an honest, frank conversation about their relationship. Hopefully now that Rodrick had seen first hand how useless Ed was in a scrap, the two could become more friendly, and less murder-y. And what put people in a less murder-y mood than sweet frozen treats?

"Hey Rod." Edward said, approaching the noble with a wave and a small smile. "Thank you for your help last night. I would have been dead in the water without you so I wanna introduce you to one of earth's delicacies. My treat."

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Edward's approach to Rodrick was met with a wary glance, well... Wary might not be the right word, but unusually observant, try as he might, his cold glare could not be turned off. He listened to Edward regardless, such modesty he thought, but only a guise, he also thought, though as soon as Edward uttered the words that it was 'his treat', Rodrick felt the glint in the eyes of a certain colleague. Almost as if she had heard it on a loudspeaker, Helena had in an instant arrived in the middle of their conversation.

"Your treat you say? Rodrick, you wouldn't turn down the offer of a friend would you?", she had clear ulterior motives for this.

"H-hmm... Of course, besides... I had not thought two weeks into being in Earth that I would learn of something... Such as those things. Whatever this delicacy might be, it must be worth trying if you are recommending it", the way he spoke almost seemed forced, but with Helena's own glare it seemed as if he that was the case.

"Then it's decided", Helena seemed rather pleased.

The class would eventually split into two different groups, one focusing on swordsmanship while the other would focus on Ninjutsu. It would be a first for her seeing Shadow Clones in action. Being from where she was, Ninjas are not exactly something she'll bump into often or at all, so seeing something like that was interesting to say the least.

The class spent the rest of the day doing their selective skill lessons. Considering what they all went through last night, the lesson definitely took it's toll. Though, Ultana wanted to get even more swings in but was eventually talked out of it. While a part of her wanted to continue, another understood that her body needs rest and that she shouldn't push it.

With a sigh, she decided to head into town and get herself something to eat.

It had not taken long at all for him to get a few books from the library, but he'd had to retreat so quickly from the silence that it shocked himself. Icarus wasn't sure what was wrong, but the nice, orderly silence of the stacks had been oppressive in a way that it never had been before. So now he was sitting at an excessively-tall table in an equally-excessively-tall chair with an assorted lottery of things set out before himself, not just books, but also an inkwell, a flaming red quill of dubious origins, and a lovingly-crafted banana split that served as the centerpiece of his organized chaos.

One might think that ice cream and phoenixes were a poor combination. But Icarus had learned how ice cream worked. Waiting for the cold to go away, or worse, taking the cold away left one with just a poorly-flavored slurry that no one in their right mind could enjoy. No, he had learned, through experience, that somehow, despite all logic, that cold was an absolutely vital ingredient to the dish. But that just meant proper pacing.
It's not like a little cold could kill him anyway.
Headaches, sure, but eating it fast but slow was a well-tempered skill.

With the sheer volume of it behind the counter, though, he'd ended up spending most of his time at the table wonder just what kind of spell they had to have on this side of the gate to make so much of the sweet treat. And keeping it all cold too, there was just so much of it after all.

Even if the ice cream soothed his nerves a little bit though, he was mostly just happy to be in a place where there was some background chatter going on. Hopefully there wouldn't be a repeat of last night anytime soon.

If anyone in the class had noticed, (considering how charismatic and chatty she usually was, it was highly likely) the resident fox spirit was... more spirit-like today. Her entire body was translucent with a blurry presence, one can see the scenery behind her. It seemed like she was deep in thought with a stoic facial expression but really, Koyuki was spacing out for most of the classes that day. Girls shrieking out of the bathrooms screaming 'GHOST!' was rampant throughout the day, which may or may not have been something to do with her.

The life or death battle from the previous night exhausted an enormous amount of spiritual energy from the fox girl, causing the instability in maintaining her physical form. Considering there was never really a need to use that much spiritual energy for anything in her peaceful life back at the shrine, she may have inefficiently spent all of it throwing all those fire balls and arrows. At least she and her classmates were able to leave the place with their lives, if not for their teachers. Kirizanto was the person she least thought would ever save her life, but Koyuki was thankful regardless of it.

One of the teachers from the fight the night before was in charge of the last class of the day, energetic as if nothing had happened. Koyuki did not particularly dislike PE class but today was not the day she would be enthusiastic about doing physical exercises. Ninjutsu seemed interesting enough, but seeing as she may not be able to absorb the lesson properly in her current state, the student asked the PE teacher for another of the scroll he gave out to the other student to self study later.

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"One order of the Berry Dreamy Par-fa-it with extra of the rainbow little cho-co-la-te things please!" Azure orbs twinkled and fox tails swished excitedly at the cashier in charge of the ice cream counter, a totally different being from the previous parts of the day. Once it was served at the counter, the fox spirit swiped it off in a swift movement and glanced over for a table to feast on the frosty delight. A familiar crimson boy caught her eye in a table not too far away, so without hesitation and warning, she seated herself across him with a wave and grin showing her fangs.

"Hope you don't mind the company! I hadn't taken you for the sweet tooth type but more the merrier I say!" Koyuki stated, before shoving a spoonful of rainbow sprinkled strawberry ice cream into her mouth. The pleasure from the sweet treat was evident upon her features as she ate every bite with true bliss. It wasn't too long after taking a couple of bites until the fox spirit wondered how to go about confirming the incident from the previous night, with the fellow classmate who had been at the scene. "So, Icarus... Was I dreaming or are you truly a red bird?"

Edward was a little weary of Rodrick's intense stare as he approached, it was as if Rod was a predator waiting for Ed to make an error so he could strike. Ed had expected something like this of course, Rodrick was an intense guy and they had gotten off on the wrong foot. What Edward didn't expect was the sudden appearance of Helena. He didn't realize she was even in this class, but she suddenly appeared as soon as Edward finished his offer. It was strange certainly, that she was so invested in Edward and Rodrick becoming friends, but Ed never looked a gift horse in the mouth. It appeared it was only with her steely glare that Rodrick deigned to join Ed for ice cream.

"Thanks Helena." Edward said, a grin on his face. "You wanna come too? This stuff IS pretty amazing?" He asked. But he already knew the answer. Who would turn down ice cream? So, once he got her response, Ed would lead them all to the ice cream parlor on the island.

"Oh. Koyuki, right? Fox spirit, if I remember right? You were mixed up in last night too..." Icarus led off as she took a seat across from him, giving her a moment to settle in with her own treat before even considering asking a question, "You seem a bit more lively compared to this morning."
As she asked her own questions of him, he took another spoonful out of his sundae, swallowing it greedily as the ice cream melted in his mouth, which was perhaps the best part of the confection. At least a conversation partner might help him pace it into something nice and relaxed and not brainfreeze-inducing.
Oh what a day would it be if he could have eaten the whole thing in a minute without the inevitable consequence.
Her question, however, was not ice cream related, it was Icarus-related, and it was one he was hoping to avoid. "I was sort of hoping I could keep it under wraps a bit longer, until I had some friends who might understand. Tell most mortals you're a phoenix and they'll assume you have a least a few hundred years on them, after all. I think they forget we have to go through the beginnings of life too."

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"Welcome! To Happy Eyes Ice Cream where our ice cream will make your eyes cream!",

"Dad you really need to work on that slogan", the heartfelt and boisterous greeting of the man in charge of the ice cream truck was quite something. Apparently, this was a truck that often had seasonal menus. It wasn't a big surprise to see it crowded today, but seeing as this was a small island town and not a big city area, there was enough to go around.

The special menu today was... Maguro flavor? In other words, tuna-flavored ice cream. That was strange, but now the question was what kind of tuna flavor was it? Fresh sashimi? Boiled or steamed tuna? Who knew. Only one way to find out.

Across the road though was Koyuki and Icarus in the parlor.

The rest of the school day passed by in a blur, Lorelai only semi-coherent thanks to the ball of energy in food form one of her instructors had so generously offered her. It kept her on her feet, nodding absently and managing to keep her eyes wide open long after the classes had emptied and she realized she had been staring at her shoe locker for twenty minutes, lost in the feeling of her forehead pressed to wood till a red indentation was pressed across her brow.

"Gah, it's too early to sleep!" The Dutch-Japanese shouted to the halls, an odd janitor looking perturbed the odd coat rack was actually a student all along, one that quickly thrust there shoes upon their feet and bolted out the door with a considerable haste. No self respecting student of martial arts could rest their head before the sun! What she needed was a large dose of sugar, preferably with caffeine, but in her haste she was rather directionless as she stormed the town by force.

While her eyes failed to take in any of the proper signage that would point her towards the treat she wanted, her eyes remained sharp and heard the yodeling of a food truck owner embarrassing their daughter. Yet it was his passion that resonated with the likely-unhinged student, her eyes watering as her shoes slid the remaining feet into line and she bounced with rampant energy, hands clasped together and held beneath her chin. It, naturally, disturbed several ice cream goers, but lost in her own little world she cared not for propriety, barely kept in line by a tenuous grasp of moral decency.

Only when she reached the front did she proffer a generous bill and beseech the father, "The largest scoop of today's special you can fit in a cone, please!"

Truly did her eyes cream that day.

Koyuki chewed on the strawberry bits from the parfait as Icarus commented about her ghastly state from earlier that day. After swallowing the fruit, she replied with an awkward smile, "Oh, how embarrassing of me. I don't spend my spiritual energy in large amounts too often, so maintaining my appearance this morning was quite difficult." She licked the whip cream off the long spoon in her hand before continuing, "After the events from last night, that is."

Before getting into a discussion of what they had experienced yesterday, the fox spirit's ears perked in interest at the mention of phoenix. "A phee-nix, you say? I've heard of the legend of immortal crimson bird from the monks at my shrine. I believe we share some things in common, don't we?" She curved her lips in a friendly smile before continuing to indulge in the mixed berry parfait. "Ah but we may differ in terms of our actual age, based on what you've said. Though until just a couple of years ago, I was but an ordinary fox if that counts for anything." As she ended her last statement, fangs bit onto a cherry, while she pulled the stem off, and into her mouth it goes.

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"So today we shall be learning about the elements of Arcanis magic. It is made up of four primary elements; fire, water, wind, and earth, and three secondary elements; lightning, ice, and wood", the class was being run by Utsumi again as usual. It's been a week since, and any unrest had begun to settle already, it appeared as if things were back to normal, like the night from almost two weeks ago hadn't happened at all.

"Well, I'm sure you all know what those comprise of, so instead I'll be talking about the origin of elements in Arcanis", Utsumi pulled from his pocket a small crystal, it glowed blue with a particular energy.

"This here is a water crystal, an elemental crystal. On Earth, such occurrences never happen, but in Arcanis where the aether, the flow of magic is much more potent, crystals can form in the appropriate environments. Elements being much more tangible in Arcanis has greatly influenced the study of magic compared to Earth, where much of the precepts are based on mysticism", he began.

"The land of Arcanis is thick with magic, so thick that many of it's areas can have whole ecosystems based around magic, and areas with large deposits of magical crystals such as these can greatly affect the area around it. One known instance of this is the frigid tundras of Crystis Talon. Currently under watch of the Ashcroft family is a gigantic elemental crystal of ice, which is a natural formation that predates humanity in Arcanis, and is the sole reason the region is quite frigid, despite it being surrounded by a warm and lush forest, and a desert", he then put the crystal away.

"Well, I suppose the take-away is that magic for those of Arcanis is quite real, and much more tangible than magic here. As I'm sure you're aware, Shinto and Celtic mysticism don't base their entire studies around studying energy but studying the power of words and inscriptions, something both Arcanis and Earth have in common so it appears",

"Anyways... I'm afraid that'll be all the time I have for talking about this subject, when we start doing secondary elements and Earth elements I'll bring it up again. For now, please review the set of four Royal magic spellbooks that I have given you for today... And also...",

People were beginning to pack up, but those with an eye on their watch saw there were still 5 minutes left until class was normally dismissed. It seemed there was a bit more.

"In about two weeks, we will be having a one week trip to Kyoto",

There was a murmur of excitement, as well as a few of Arcanis asking what or where Kyoto was. Utsumi stood up straight and then whispered a few words while raising his hand in an underslung motion. In an instant, a sheet of paper popped into existence in front of everyone's desk.

"This here is a form that you'll need to fill out if you're interested. In particular, we will be visiting various shrines run by the major families of Shinto Exorcism, passing by their famous dojos, and meeting some craftsmen who have gathered to demonstrate the importance of good gear. This will be of particular interest to anyone seriously pursuing any career where they'll be expected to fight, myself and Kuuto will be the supervising teachers for this trip".

"Also we'll be staying at a hotel, so I'd like everyone to give me their room assignments by the end of the week. The maximum number of people per room is 4, so please keep that in mind... Well then that's good time. Class dismissed", the words were followed with the sudden clamour of chairs and bags as people began to get up, already talking about the trip and asking questions. There were some particular things of interest, but a whole week? There ought to be time for sight-seeing if that was the case.

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For the young Edward, there was an extra note scrawled onto his sheet. It said, "if you plan on joining this trip, please see me after class". A curious note, was he in trouble? He shouldn't be, his studies were going well after all. Regardless it somewhat concerned him that it was in regards to this trip too.

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