"Well fish and whatnot... That's to be expected, but... I've never seen anything like it. Pretty amazing..." Zach went deep into thinking, which was pretty common for him. "I'm gonna ponder some things... You guys; you guys go ahead..."

"Wait" Flint said as he grabbed his sleeve and pulled him to the side "Wanna test it out ?" He asked Zach seriously "I am kind of interested to see what would happen if you drank my blood...." He said shyly. It wasn't exactly a question that would normally be asked out of the blue.

Adruin chuckled. "I've never gone up against an opponent of your kind before, and I've fought everything hell has to offer. I'm not going to lie, this will be a THRILLING experience for me. I'm looking forward to facing you, I won't use my powers until after we've simply used martial arts for a while, after all, it'll be more fun that way." Adruin was excited, there wasn't anything that made him happier than a fight. "You're pretty chill, flint." Adruin said with a broad smile. "It'll be a good fight. Your own waking ability far surpasses my own, every blow I make will have no effect on you, with me, my wounds take five minutes to heal, each. I don't need energy, but you easily withstand more pain than me. It'll be an honor to fight. "

Adruin heard the Demon of pain and grimaced. He hated that son of a bitch. He had tortured Adruin while he was trapped in hell fr a short while, it was by far the worst pain he'd ever felt when down there, he put spikes in Adruin's brain, for the majority of the time. It was truly excruciating. But he was free now, and wouldn't be anywhere near him, unless he wanted to be killed.

Zach was surprised. "I was only kidding. Look, Flint. You may be no ordinary human, but something like that is beyond dangerous. You could be turned into a vampire, which is agonizing. And pretty dull. In fact, I gave up on drinking blood because I watched what my victims went through." Flint looked determined, though. "If you want, we can try, though."

"Well how does the transformation happen? Is it like a virus or poison as my antibodies kill pretty much anything that isn't supposed to be in there . " Flint remarked feeling that he would probably be fine.

"Well im sure we can spar soon then " Flint said to Adruin smiling softly " And may the best man win" He joked

"Well, yeah. Somewhat like a viral infection. I suppose you can handle it. So..." Excitement flashed briefly through Zach's eyes. "When do we start?" He asked mischievously.

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"Um okay," Lucatiel said dumbfounded by the outburst that had just happened ",Sounds like it will be fun for you. Out of curiosity though what type of pact was it with this human, infinite life? I mean if this human is still alive after a 300 hundred year old pact, you have to wonder slightly what the deal was."Personally Lucatiel didn't really go overboard with demons, the few she knew she like and were friends with but there were a few before finding the school that her and her brother had ran into that weren't so pleasant so she kept meeting demons a bit cautiously. For her friend sake though she acted interested because it sounded like this was some big dream for Claudia and Lucatiel didn't want to ruin that."Also exactly when are you planning on doing this?" Lucatiel also asked.

"Rosalind, his pactress, still looks as supple as she did when she was first pulled into the pact at 23." Claudia explained, holding up her own boobs. With the whole gender thing it was safe to say she was much more at ease with her body than most. She made the pact with him after being pulled into summoning him as one of the many sacrifices made by," She scoffs, "Amateur demon worshippers. As far as when I need to do this..."

Her voice then changed, becoming raspy and her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she grasped at Lucatiels shirt. When she spoke, she spoke with two voices laid over her own, a youthful male and old, withered female.

"When The Ninth Crow Pecks The Flesh Of A Cadaver, The Sixth Star Of Venus Is Align, When The Beings Of Blood Dance A Masquerade Of Entrails And Intestines; HE WHO COMMANDS SUFFERING WILL BURST FROM THE OFFERINGS OF THE DAMNED TO QUENCH THE THIRST OF THE MARTYRS...."

Claudia coughed, hitting her chest gently as though she had just belched. She blinked a few times, her eyes going back to normal as well as her voice. She let go of Lucatiel and cocked her hip out, resting a hand on it. "You know, April 3rd."

"Whenever your hungry" Flint joked. He usually joked when he was nervous it was one of his defence mechanisms "So how does it work is it the kind of two pin pricks of the lovey gooey films or is it a lot cooler like the more modern 'Rip out a big chunk of flesh' vampires." Flint asked seemingly more excited then he probably should be.

"Ah well I'll keep that in mind," Lucatiel said as if the disturbing voice was a normal occurrence, then again it was a school for supernatural beings ",Maybe if nothings going on that day I'll join you, that is if it's all right or is this one of those rituals where you have to be alone or something." Lucatiel didn't have much ideas on how summoning rituals work, there was a class probably on it but if there was either she had never taken it or had slept through it.
"April 3rd is still quite some time off though so how are you going to keep busy until then, classes I take it?" Lucatiel asked, deciding to try and switch subjects.

"Yeah, he likes an audience anyways." Claudia sat at the lunch table, Isaik jumping up onto the table to tuck all his cat limbs beneath his small black body and watch over his witch protectively. "You know I love classes Luca~ Plus I'll be busy with the W.I.T.C.H. club as the president and all." She giggled. "We're having a bake sale tomorrow. I brought you something actually," She said, pulling a treat from her satchel. A cookie, riddled with various.... things.... wait... no thats not a cookie, it was some sort of living creature she held in her hand and it had chocolate chips riddled along its body. It looked like a cookie, chocolate chip, but it was moving.

"Oh thank you Claudia," Lucatiel said taking the baked good ",You know I love these things." She ate it in a few quick bites.
"I nearly forgot you were the president of W.I.T.C.H., guess that will keep you busy until your big plans. Maybe Zaccar and I should try resummoning the spirit of Fenrir again, we nearly had it the second year here but messed up part of the chat that went with it. Was cool though for a few moments. Or maybe we should try Skoll and Hati at some point. Talking to you really gives ideas on what else we could do this year."

At that moment Thamuz appeared in the halls of the school. He rarely left his classroom or even the lower levels of the school, prefering the darkness over light but with the day drawing closer to an end and it being a new school year this was one of his rare moments where he came from his usually living place to wander about and see what new potential there could be in the new students, plus perhaps borrow some books from the library.

"'When an Ellyll is sufficiently far away from their designated shrine they will suffer from human illnesses to which they have no natural defence. These might include ailments affecting the mind or the body ranging from a simple common cold to cancers, dementia and hallucinations.'" Rhiannon murmured as she read the book, walking through the hallways, ducking past people without looking up from the pages which had quickly engrossed her; as most books did.

"If I'm ill because of that... how do I fix it?" She murmured and continued reading, ignorant of anything else going on around her even as she almost walked into her new-found friends.

"We've done those before, but if we get a popular demand for those summoning's we can bring them back," Claudia shrugged, biting into an apple that had a caramel coating. "Besides I've got a lot on my hands with the Ida ritual and the HummingDay festival..."

"Oh and what are you doing for the Humming Day Festival?" Lucatiel asked out of curiosity ",I'm still not sure what I'll be doing that day, maybe nothing much as usual or try to pull a prank on the newbies."

"It's a celebration of the fae that disguise themselves as humming birds and other woodland creatures. It's more of a... party. You'd be surprised how out of hand the woodland fae get..." She chuckled, scratching the back of her head. "Its just somewhere they can go to be safe and appreciated. We get lots of guests... Vivan[if accepted] is making fireworks for the night while Holland[if accepted] is sending the invitations with his er.... earth friends. I don't understand the Eartbound stuff like him ya know..." She scratched the back of her head.

"Don't worry, this won't hurt... Probably." He lunged forward and sunk his teeth into Flint's flesh. The warmth of blood soothed his nerves. He was done in mere seconds, but had made a mess regardless. "Well... I kind of made a mess..." He admitted while cringing at how bad he had beat up Flint's neck and face. He knew it would heal, but what he had caused was... excessively gory.

The sudden jump to his neck surprised flint but he soon relaxed. The sensation a little odd but it wasn't painful. He felt his flesh attempt to heal but Zach's sharp teeth kept it from doing so. When he moved away the muscle and skin slowly healed over. Finishing in under half minute or so. "Was that enough?" Flint asked un-phased "You where done pretty quickly " He said a little concerned .The blood that had been spilt on his clothes evaporated and ceased to exist.

"Uh... Yeah. I mean, I drank quite a bit and... You're my friend Flint, and even though you can heal..." He swallowed hard. "I just had some rough experiences in the past, so I don't like drinking in excess." By the tone of voice he used, he hoped Flint would understand he didn't want to talk about it.

"Don't worry about it" Flint said smiling softly as he put a hand on his shoulder " If you need any in the future feel free to ask though" He said warmly removing his hand "I'm off to go sign up for some clubs want to join me?" he asked Zach "Any of you coming to sign up for a club?" He called to the others. Flint rolled his neck, the new muscles worked just as well as the last ones did and no mark could be seen. It was as if nothing had happened. "I will be joining a martial arts club or a hand to hand club of some kind." Flint chimed as he thought about his upcoming to match.

"Well, I don't know what any of the clubs are," He responded sheepishly. "But I'll come. Maybe they'll have a dark magic, or a track team or something. Where do we go to sign up?"