[url=http://youtu.be/WqK91fcYs9E]Precision and Accuracy:[/URL]

Once the last melee fighter finished with their exhibition, the teacher applauded, grinning while congratulating his pupils. [b]"Good job you three. Well, if you truly want some Ayaka, I guess I would advise not letting your mind wander whilst in combat. And Ralth, very good trapping skills. Beautiful weapon play. But... don't rely on chants too much. They drain a tad too much energy. Ier. Keep up the good work."[/b] Ushering the student back into their seats, he spun around and faced both Varren and Jeremiah, [b]"Looks like you are up next, boys. Any battle requirements needed?"[/b] Varren shook his head, though he was about to go into depth concerning the dummies' prerequisites, a fellow classmate spoke to him.

"Maybe today's fighting will aid you against that automatic door tomorrow." The boy rubbed a hand behind his neck, putting on an embarrassed white grin, [b][i]"That door is a whole other ballpark. It fights on different terms than the monsters we'll be fighting."[/i][/b] He glanced over to Jeremiah, wondering if the boy had any special needs of his own.

"Nope I don't need anything special" Jeremiah said smiling to the teacher. "I am ready to start whenever Varren is." He looked over at the man he would be fighting with.

With a quick nod, Varren took the lead and paced onto the stage first, slipping on his glasses as he held the K30 close to his chest. The three groupings of dummies diminished into two, with the middle pack collapsing into opened slots. After the figurines were completely absorbed into the stage, the flooring closed, leaving two circles of training dummies. He glanced back at the trio he befriended yesterday and gave a thumbs up with his free hand. [b][i]"Wish me luck~!"[/i][/b] He chirped to his friends before returning his attention to the adversaries before him. The boy cocked his rifle, he shoved the magazine into the loading port then pulled back on the charging bolt, chambering the gun. He peered down at the sidearm resting in his pocket, double checking if it was loaded. Yinyues made a gesture of confirmation, though his eyes were slowly drawn to the rows of seats, he realized they had a few attendees watching them. One called out to Jeremiah, waving her hand accompanied by a greeting smile, stretched ear to ear.

[b][i]"Guess you have some people to cheer you on, Jeremiah? Nice~ Well, good lu-"[/i][/b] 

The boy was cut off mid-sentence, abruptly broadsided by an unhesitating dummy. The boy was folded over its waist, as it dragged his limp body. Varren appeared surprised, to say the least.

Jeremiah smiled up to the stands it took him a moment to realize the training match had begun. He saw as Varren was attacked by one of the dummies, before he could rush to help another one came for him. "[I]Guess they got tired of waiting, huh?[/i] Kasha said from her perch on his shoulder. Jeremiah simply nodded feeling the magic take shape in his gun he fired into the dummy. 

After lugging the student as heavy as paper, the dummy came to a sudden halt. Even though it only stood on one peg, it still had uncomprehendable footing. Varren still carried momentum and flew a few feet before sliding onto the ground. He groaned out of pain, propping himself with his gun as he tried to focus his now blurred vision. Mr. Fenris was chuckling maliciously, but quickly realized what he was doing and turned to face the seated students. The octopod was met with awkward looks, [b]"What? He deserves it. Why are you all looking at me like I'm the villain."[/b]

[b][i]"Because you are the villain!"[/i][/b]

He waved a tentacle, dismissing any accusations of the sort, [b]"I'm sorry my dear pupil, but that's a plot twist for another time. Now dodge this!"[/b] Varren remembered he was in the middle of combat and reacquired his target. He wrapped his hands around the rifle as the dummy took a blatant charge. The student sidestepped the figure, raising his the silenced weapon to head level before firing a round into its head. The wooden mannequin collapsed to the floor, the boy's ebullience was quickly replaced by a stern mien. He rapidly raised the K30 and eased the firing mode into its 12 o'clock position. 

Looking through his glasses with a built-in display, the computer system instantly calculated the elevation and range. He squeezed the trigger, and out flew a trio of grenades. His sights were trained on the formation roughly ten meters away. Two detonated on impact near the back of the formation, meanwhile the closest one blew up in the middle, enveloping a third of the dummies in trio of explosions. Another one attempt an assault, Varren released his primary and grabbed the White Wolf, bringing it up to the dummy's chest. He dumped the whole clip into the wooden exterior, then proceeded to eviscerate the remaining targets with volleys of bullets.

"[i]Wow he must make you feel pathetic[/i]" Kasha laughed as she watched Varren obliterate the dummies surrounding him. "No" Jeremiah said ducking a blow and shooting repeatedly into the dummies arms "it just shows me I have to try harder".
He looked on as another dummy rushed him, he smiled as he hopped over it and fired into the top of its head. Jeremiah looked around for his next target finding it looking in Varren's direction he jumped on its back and dragged it to the ground. He shot twice into the dummy before seeing others closing in on him.

Saving Varren the hassle of dealing with the enemy before him, he diverted his attention to a duo of dummies heading straight for them, each with their own target. Jeremiah was in the middle of dealing with another one, Yinyues took the chance and dealt with both rushers. The two students finished off the last of their respective enemies, though their endurance was definitely lacking. Though Varren showed no malice to hiding it, as he collapsed onto his rear within a moment, inhaling and exhaling briskly. [b][i]"I don't want to get uuuuuuuup. Uwaaaaaah."[/i][/b] He complained as he finally got onto his own two feet, with a slumped back he proceeded off the stage. [b]"Alright. Nice job you two. Next up are the Strike Witches. Then Mr. Huanlong, Ms. Ephyrene and Mr. Sulan. I'll edit the dummy's thought processing if need be."[/b] The boy plopped himself onto a bench, still catching his breath. The two aviators devastated the dummies in the blink of an eye. All Varren could perceive from his view point were a lot of explosions and patches of fire. Once the three magic-based students were called up, he glanced at Lilith and Fai, [b][i]"Good luck, you two."[/i][/b]