Lazarus

He smiled. "It was nothing, really." He grinned some more, before giving the waiter his drink preference. It was brought to him in a short glass. He swilled it, taking a sip. The golden alcoholic nectar trickled down his throat, with a slight burning sensation, but that was fine. He leaned across the table, offering the glass up. "Here. Try some. I wonder if maker wizards have a refined taste like slayers." He chuckled, kidding, knowing she probably wouldn't like it.

Shujin

He simply paused scratching his chin. "Oh? Smart too. You're the kind of wizard I needed in the special team in my previous line of work." He grinned, excited. "You're right, you shouldn't rush in." He paced a little. "You're also probably just preparing yourself for anything I can throw at you. Maker magic doesn't work like that. I'm surprised a smart girl like yourself hadn't come to that conclusion." He paused again before sighing, looking at her. "My maker magic is of a solid form, yours is not. You are at a disadvantage when facing someone like me. This is why this training is vital to you become a master of maker magic." He narrowed his eyes. "Metal make... Binding!... impact!" He waved his hands to the side, causing an iron chain to wrap around Jack's hands, constricting tight. He brought his left hand down, bringing down a large wall of iron on top of her. He relaxed his hands, expecting her to deal with the wall without the use of her magic. "You see, it's not about strategy. It's about this." He pointed to his heart. "You make what you love, and you allow your love to flow into your magic." He folded his arms. "That's how you become strong." He released the chains from her hand, deforming the metal. "Now come at me!"