Kohra's already pale face went even whiter as the third trial was explained and a broom was tossed her way.

Brooms!?

Admittedly, she probably should've expected this. As the announcer had said, the ability to fly a broom was a common skill for a Magic Knight to have, but Kohra had at least expected the trial to be something more straightforward, where she would have a chance to observe others as they flew. This, however, was a completely different story. There would be no time to look to the other applicants for ideas, it would be a race from the word "go".

The man in the green robe and white stole gave the applicants a chance to ask questions, and Kohra's face went from white to red. She would've loved to ask [color=c4df9b]"How exactly [i]do[/i] you fly a broom?"[/color], but she'd made quite a bit of a show in the last trial that she was capable despite her age and inexperience. She felt any points she may have scored with the captains with that little stunt might be for naught if she was seen asking such a basic question. And so, the period for questions came and went without Kohra asking a single thing.

As the ring encircling the arena floor changed to red, Kohra placed the broom in between her legs, wondering if this would be the test that sent her back home. The circle changed to yellow, then to green...

[h3][b]"GO!"[/b][/h3]

The balls were released and, as though their feet were spring-loaded, most of the applicants took to the air as well. With a small note of comfort, Kohra noticed she wasn't the only one stuck on the ground, but that didn't change the fact that she needed to get airborne, fast. She focused her mind on the idea of flight and hopped in place a few times, but remained firmly earthbound.

[i][color=c4df9b]Alright, maybe it just needs a little boost...[/color][/i]

[color=c4df9b]"Whirlwind jump!"[/color] she cried.

A blast of air launched Kohra up, up into the air. She tried to focus her mind on flight, on some sort of forward or upward motion, but nothing came. Before long, the ground was rushing back to meet her. She focused her energy on the winds again, willing a cushion of air to gather beneath her. She hit the ground, not hard enough to cause any damage, but enough to stagger her.

[color=c4df9b]"Come on!"[/color] she cried in frustration as she tumbled sideways onto the stone floor, the broomstick between her legs messing with her ability to take the fall as gracefully as she normally could've.

[color=powderblue]"Need some help?"[/color]

She looked up to see the busty, blue-haired noble descending slowly while sitting sidesaddle on her broom. Kohra silently marveled at how easy she made it look, especially considering how top heavy she appeared to be.

[i][color=c4df9b]How is she not upside down, carrying a load like that?[/color][/i]

Kohra decided, in that moment, to shelve her feelings toward this woman and what she represented in her mind. She needed help, and she needed it fast.

[color=c4df9b]"Yeah, I do"[/color], Kohra said, her green eyes locking onto the woman's purple ones. [color=c4df9b]"Help me get this thing working and I'll owe you a favor."[/color]

Kohra was no fool. She knew the kind of trouble owing someone a favor could get you into. However, this was a make it or break it situation, and the normal rules for caution needed to be shoved aside until the exams were over.

[@Xaltwind]