[@Zarkun][@Expolar] [color=00746b][b]NOLAN[/b][/color] [color=00746b]"No need to flatter yourself. I wouldn't hit on a woman that looks like she's ten years my senior."[/color] He said with as much bluntness as a baseball bat smashing against a person's skull. Nolan leaned against the doorway with his arms crossed and a scowl imprinted on his face. Just who exactly was this woman? A mage obviously, but she wasn't a run of the mill mage. Her sense of magic was so sharply acute that she could sense what kind of magic had even when he didn't use it. She also mentioned that she met another God Slayer as well once before, Jack, a name that Nolan was very well familiar with. That man was a Fire God Slayer, guild master of Dragon Fang, and a Wizard Saint. Nolan would have to be a fool to not know someone as famous as him, especially someone that used similar magic as he did. This woman knew Jack on a personal level, enough to know how to differentiate God Slayer magic from other magic. Not to mention she said that she was apart of the council in a way, but it is more like helping rather than being employed. Nolan would have to save his questions for later since Damian approached the two of them. So they apparently knew each other and apparently she caused an avalanche while they were fighting. Her words kept making him more and more curious by the minute.This woman has piqued his interest so he decided that he would get a measurement of her power. His pupils turned white indicating that he activated his Shaman Magic to allow him see the souls of others and their strength. This would be the second time today that he would be so shocked. Just who was she? Just by looking at her soul could he tell that she was someone of great power. Damian had called her Kaitlyn and the name rung through his mind like a bell. It was one of those rare days where he was pleasantly surprised. Who would've expected that he would meet a someone like her? [color=00746b]"Today is just full of surprises."[/color] That scowl on his face had begun to mold into a rare smile. This wasn't a regular smile where he was simply happy, it was the kind of smile one would get when they see a potentially strong opponent that they could fight. It was the smile of a warrior. [color=00746b]"I would've never expected to meet one of the Wizard Saints, Kaitlyn DeRoe. Since you came to find out about my magic, how about you do me the honor of giving you a one on one demonstration of my art? It would be my pleasure to have a Wizard Saint to observe my craft and asses my power."[/color]