Creampuffs and Vanilla

Trigger

"Is that all you got?" Orter spoke as he pulled several offensive magic spells on me,attacking me constantly.

"I've more" I say gasping for air as I dodge the spell and cast a protective spell over the glass ball that I have to fill in water with my magic.

'I am slowly losing energy,if this goes on it's not long before I faint'

"hey,shouldn't we say something?It's afternoon now, they've been going at it since morning" dot whispers into Lance's year.

"I AM STRONG! DON'T UNDERESTIMATE ME!" I yelled at dot

" Is that all a Kylk can do?" Orter provoked.

'Tch. I can't lose. I have to win'

'I have to win'

'I have to win, at any cost'

"Sand's compression" Orter casts.

'Alright. Let's finish this' I crack my neck after I throw my wand away,getting a look of confusion from Orter

"duizenden gladii" I mumble as I close my eyes, concentrating all my magical energy to a single point in my body.

"What is that?" Lance's voice speaks as he sees the large amount of swords appearing around me.

"Speak now, sire" I say as I flick my finger towards Orter, making all the swords swing towards him.

Orter's eyes widened as the swords pierced through his body

'Finally' A slight smile became evident on my face as I thought the training finally ended.

"You've now just tried to kill  me, Miss Kylk"  Orter's voice spoke from behind me as the tip of his wand was pressed against the side of my neck.

"What?" I mumbled out as I saw the "Orter's" body that was pierced turning into sand.

"You're powerful but" he said as he glanced at the wand I long ago discarded and back at me

"you're easily overwhelmed" Orter continue and pushed me onto the ground.

I glared at him while sitting on the ground as he spat those words at me.

'Hah!'  I internally cheered as I saw a drip of blood trail down from his forehead.

"But I still managed to put a scratch on you,sire"  I spoke,standing up.

"Very well,if you want to provoke me then" He spoke as he adjusted his glasses.