"**Combat Block 1-C to infirmary, Combat Block 1-C to infirmary. Requiring post-practice medical attention. Kindly send a Cleric down. Arigato-kozaimas.**"




Ryouta got up and said to the intercom when he saw the boy's shoulder sag unnaturally, his brow furrowed at the girl.

He had seen more than once the young ones overdoing it, the results were ...unpleasant. Mankind was still getting used to Magic, there were some who saw it as a means to power - uncontrolled, reckless power - and nothing more. This girl certainly showed traits of that.

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"**You COULD have shown more restraint.**" Ryouta reprimanded in a stern, steady voice as he walked closer to the duo, even though they were mid conversation. His crackers left behind. He picked up half of the broken blade that slid near his feet and looked at it.


**"He's a student-"** Then tilted the fRacture towards the girl to show just how much foRce she had used, it was enough to shatter the metal pieces used as weights inside. **"-Not an exbeast."**


He looked at the boy and lent a shoulder to help him stand, helping him hold the other piece of the sword and allowing him to lean on his shoulder when he needed. Ryouta was a tad taller than him so he hunched slightly.