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Kyren
Kyren smiled, listening with proud astonishment to the unfolding events. She went stiff when someone came from behind, tapping her on the shoulder. Rookie move; she whipped around, kicking the guy's feet from beneath him and held the practice blade right at his chest. "Who are you?!" A pair of her Elite grabbed her arms carefully, pulling the sword free from her grasp. "It's the Shifting Coach, Sensei. Remember he's kinda new...." She stood, helping the fool upright and dusting herself off. "What is it you want?" She asked gruffly, still extremely tense.

Julye
Julye twitched as a pair of students walked by, one of them bearing the same.....feeling that she had caught from the assembly. Something wasn't right, every fiber of her being told her to go fix it, but she didn't dare. Not yet. Not when there was that much confusion coming from the other; it meant that he didn't know exactly what the guy could do. She didn't even know who said guy was, she needed more information before she could continue keeping to her word. How she would get that info, she had no idea....