James chuckled. "Well, best of luck to you. I'm just an instructor and I don't have a weapon at the moment, so I'll have to sit this one out. I will see what I can do if something goes terribly wrong, however." he promised. 

He was still a pacifist at heart and preferred not to fight. And besides, sometimes, when he fought, small whispers in his mind urged him to go a little overboard... to punish the opponent before he defeated them, to kill, to make them regret opposing him...