Shujin

He nodded as Ammy spoke to him. "She was better than I expected." he sighed. "However... if I face her again in the games... I'll destroy her." He said darkly, taking a seat a few rows up. He felt a tap on his shoulder before a voice questioned him. Shujin didn't bother to turn his head, he didn't need to. The presence of certain wizards was recognizable. "Mark Zerrit... Yeah... I watched you for a while on assignment." Being responsible for a squad, he was also in charge of recruitment to that squad. "You don't want to be learning metal make Mark." he coldly stated. "It requires a great risk on using it." He unwrapped cloth from his hand which he had burned in the fight on his sword, showing the nasty marks. "Metal make requires a great deal of time to learn to a high standard... but if you are serious, you should talk to the first officer of the magical unit in the royal army. He's the man that taught me." He returned his gaze to the match in progress.

Lazarus

He punched Sasha in the arm. "Well played. I thought he had you for a moment at the end there." He grinned. "I haven't seen that side of you in a while Sasha... I like it." He beamed.