Lazarus opened his eyes when he heard his name. "Mayt. The person who he was willing to share his home with. Sasha's friend." He grinned. He stood from the chair and chuckled. "Lets have a little bit of fun... Mayt." He said Mayt's name sinisterly. Lazarus was serious. He wanted to become S class so badly. "I will not go easy on you. If you dont want to fight thats fine, but I'll let you have a taste of heaven's magic first!" He clenched his fist. 

Sasha and Damian... that could be an interesting one. Neither really had an advantage. Ice and Blades never mix at all in all fairness. He made his way over to her. "Hey, you." He spoke in his usual seductive tone. "You can win this one. Show him magic like you threw at those guys yesterday." He smiled, before whispering. "And about last night, I'm not embarrassed." And with that he pecked her on the cheek again, careful to check that nobody would see. He wouldnt do that to her. So as a matter of fact, nobody did see.