Nicola walked up to Miraiko and sat on the chair that Vincent had been sitting on before. "Chop chop!" She said to Miraiko and he sauntered over to where she was sitting taking his seat again beside the floating crucible. Even while he had forged a soul weapon and defended against Vincent the crucible was still hot and still floating of Miraiko's magic. "Ok, lets then. Give me your hand." Miraiko said softly, grabbing her hand feeling it was both soft and rough in parts. "Tell me your name." He then asked. She nodded approvingly, "My name is Nordica Freya Branson, blood of Odin and Siegfried." "And what is your biggest fear?" Nicola seemed pensive as if she had to think. "Erm, I don't really have fears, I have worries sure, like do I look good today, will I get Gram back, will I defeat Famine, etc etc, but no fears. I am a Norsewoman after all." Miraiko raised his eyebrow and stabbed Nicola with his small blade. He watched in anticipation for the blood to flow but only prana. "Impressive, either you have no real fears or you don't realise they are fears either way you possess a kind of strength." Nicola only smiled and turned to Vincent and winked while Miraiko placed the energy into the crucible of molten metal and healed her wound. "Next question, what is your ambition?" "Erm, I don't really have an ambition, I take days as they come, I guess my current goal would be defeat Famine, reclaim Gram." Miraiko raised his eyebrows again, a girl with no fears and no ambition, I guess when you have no mountains to conquer, then you have no mountain tops to reach. He stabbed her to draw blood and placed it in the pot, before healing her wound once more. "So then Miss Branson, tell me something you have never told anyone." He said with a smirk. Nicola started to ooh and um. "Well let me think... I'm a really open person. But I guess my biggest secret would be... that I don't really have an responsibility and with my high IQ I haven't really had to try or do any strenuous work, I also have a high prana store and high physical stats. So I am like my brother but better in everyway" She said sticking her tongue out to William. "Erm Nicola, we already kinda know that." William said with a sigh. "But I never vocalised it, so it should count." Nicola said pouting at her brother. "Hmm, this is hard. How about, I don't really care about winning the tournament, sure I would like to, but not only would that be taking away Wills acomplishment of the previous year, but I'd much rather help Alysis, Robert or Vincent win." Miraiko nodded at that and stabbed Nicola again this time drawing a sample of the bone and placed it in the crucible before healing the wound. "Ok you seem to have no issues with this. I trust you know what to do." He said throwing the lump of metal towards Nicola. She raised her hand attracted the lump of metal to her palm. "So Origin you say." She said holding the lump. She closed her and and breathed deeply, she had only once invoked the power of the Volsunga and that was using Gram, which instantly had a connection due to its own mystery. Nicola began to think of all the wonders of Norway, past and present, the metal started to contort and bend, melt then harden. The metal lump finally stopped it rapid change of state and solidified into a metal bracelet, striped with a tiger motif. "Byakko of the west has smiled upon you Miss Branson." Miraiko said pretty pleased with Nicola's weapon. "Ok pretty cool. A tiger has nothing to do with Norway, but oh well. Volsunga!" Nicola shouted and prana started radiate from her through the metal blob. And then in a flash of light the whole area became covered in snow, similar to Conquest's wave of Ice. White tigers and giant wolves started to form out of Prana. And from the bracelet waves of magnetic energy started to attract bits of stone particles of metal towards her hand, until she was holding a smaller thinner roughspun version of Gram. "Now this I can fuck with." Nicola said with a smile, twirlling the sword in her hand. "Ok you next!" Miraiko said pointing to Robert.