"Would you like to get your weapon?" Professor asked Nyle.
Nyle's face turned into childlike ecstaticness. He nodded enthusiastically, extremely happy that he wasn't in trouble. "I take that as Yes,"
Nyle was gestured by the professor to place his hand on the scroll as he placed his palm on it. "Ahh, left hand, boy." He pulled out his hand at once and apologetically placed his left hand on it. Light emerged just as it already had before. "Un Lion des gants!".
"The what?"
"French, Choudary."
"Lion gloves?" Said Hanan Aulrie. "Not literally. Your element is fire, right?". Nyle nodded. "These gloves are shaped like a lion's mouth. The main use is that it throws fire."
"What?!" Exclaimed a student.
Professor Belinda ignored her remark. "In normal ways, bourstrie throw fire by their mouth or their palms. But using it constantly is dangerous. So this weapon was created for the students who have a complete fire element and have a higher possibility of excelling." Nyle flushed. "There are millions of other uses, but this was the basic use. And after gaining excellent Chakra control, the lion on the glove roars. The use of the lion will be taught to you in your elder years." Nyle was glowing with pride. "Miss' favorite word is excellent, isn't it?" Amanda whispered to Yutika. Yutika laughed merrily.
Nyle walked to Lucas to show off his excellent, excellent weapon. Nyle had put on his lion gloves. Yutika felt the professor looking at her with rigid hate in her eyes for a moment. But the glance was turned to Heather. It had suddenly turned into a rather passionate look. Yutika bit her lips slightly. Heather had realized the change in the professor's eyes, too. "Miss Einar, step forward now. Heather stepped ahead. She realized the keen eyes of Yutika on her.
Ignoring everything, she placed her palm on the scroll and shut her eyes tight. Allowing the tears inside the eyes to freeze away. "Chinese tongs," said the professor. Heather opened her eyes quickly. "Not a very classical Einar weapon," said the professor as Heather picked up those bronze tongs. "But well, hope you follow your family." Heather remained silent, completely shaken. What did she mean by that? Yutika was getting suspicious, too. "Not a very easy weapon to master," said the professor further. "Excellent, Heather!". ("There you go, excellent," Amanda whispered) Heather bowed slightly as she headed towards Lucas and Nyle. Chinese tongs consisted of a pair of two swords, one in each hand. It was a traditional Chinese fighting weapon.
Yutika spotted another pair of eyes on her. She turned to the right to see who it was. There was a quick movement of another boy's face as he turned to the right, realizing Yutika's vision of him. He was staring at Yutika all along. Yutika smiled slightly and turned back to the professor, who had now asked another student at the table. But she still felt like she was being watched. Closely.
Heather meanwhile continued to toy with her togs, observing Yutika if that was why she was asked to keep an eye on her. "Oh, I completely forgot!" Exclaimed the professor as she sent another student near them. She snapped her fingers, and a big rock appeared next to them. "Now, each one of you has received a weapon and will try to break those rocks. Each one of you will choose only one. They are made of an excellent solid material. It would be exceedingly hard to break them. Now off to work,".
And busy became Lucas, Nyle, Heather, and Lavender.
Heather hardly had any chance to look at Yutika now. Those rocks were extremely heavy and hard to break, even with their weapons. Lucas considered his mask useless, and those lions used had no use now for Nyle either. They punched those rocks. Panting.
The professor meanwhile was sending many students to their area.
"Brown,"
"Royal wheel!"
"Miss Khan,"
"Archery!"
"Cubix,"
"Magical glasses!"
"Anison!"
"Secret robe!"
Soon enough, there were just a few left. Yutika had expected this. She expected herself to be last guessing by the hated looks her teacher was giving her and the overagain and exaggerated comment to Heather. Go there, Anette," the talkative girl they had seen in the last class rushed to the other side with her weapon.
There was just Yutika, Amanda, the boy who was staring at Yutika, and a red-haired girl. "Miss Reginae." The red-haired girl walked to the table and placed her hand on the scroll.
"Axe!".
"Austin," the blonde haired boy walked to scroll. He placed his hand on the scroll and shut his beady amber eyes. "Archery!".
" Your totem animal is a crane." He nodded and walked to the other area to break the rocks.
"Amanda!". Amanda rushed ahead and placed her hand on the scroll.
Thud. There was a sudden noise.
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The University of Ataraxy
General FictionWelcome to the University of Ataraxy, where magic and mystery entwine. Yutika, a young and curious student, discovers that her brother Yuvraj is hiding a dark secret. As she delves deeper, she uncovers a web of lies and deceit that threatens to dest...