The headmaster shook his head and tapped his cane on the ground, a cube of glass-like surface appeared around Sol and Mithrail giving them thier own personal areana. "Remember the release word is yield." he called out. He turned to Kevin "Silly boy, married couples fight all the time, and if the Apocalypse was coming do to think i'd just be idly sitting here?" He inquired as he began to eat his oatmeal. 

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Sol frowned, married what? Like ever! He turned around to face the problem at hand, he had to find a way to beat this woman and he still had no idea how. If he couldn't figure out something it was only a matter of time before one of her clumsy attacks actully hit, and then he'd be in trouble.