[h3][center]~~~Electromancy~~~[/center][/h3]

Serge was next. Slowly he rose, his figure moved from the table and onto the center clearing where the stage had once been. Immediately he bowed at the waist then spoke in his Djarkel accent, his tone authoritative and firm with each word. He introduced him and spoke about his purpose with great command while he raised upright again. He turned his head to glimpse the source of a marching sound drawing nearer. Each stomping step getting louder and louder until they reached the hall, their figures able to be seen as three of Uicle’s Golems. All looked almost identical from their six foot to their larger torso, each sided by gorilla like arms. Their elements easy screamed what they were, two being metal and the last a wind one with its body swirling and shifting the air into a condensed form. 

They moved to surround the electromancer teacher as his eyes shifted between all three. He was mentally ensure all were present and accounted for while his arms fell to his sides. A few seconds passed before the wind golem moved. Its figure slashed out a gust of wind, nearly invisible save for the movement that betrayed it. It didn’t matter though as his eyes weren’t turned to spot the the attack, his arm already charging. For a moment it seemed like it would indeed hit him. Instead, he jerked to the side then tossed out a lightning bolt from his arm to hit the wind golem in surprise. The wind golem vanished from sight to hide causing the other two golems to stir into action as well. The metal ones had two maces which could easily cripple his movement if Serge allowed them to hit his defenseless body. 

His body still backpedaling and trying to avoid the attack while the mace slashed at his middle. Serge started to apply an opposing charge to his hand, then he slammed out his palm and sent the metal golem flying back. It crumbled, with dents and bumps, into a heap unable to get back up. Distracted by his earlier target, the other metal golem took the chance to attack then lashed out with its mace. Serge again barely dodged and countered with a with a twisting gesture causing the golem to collapse within itself. The wind golem was still an issue as it floated about then launched another gust into his exposed back. 

Again, he seemed to sense it coming then jerked about to avoid it. However, he wasn’t quick enough and the airblade managed to slice his shoulder causing him to glare at the golem in irritation. Many would assume the assault was planned but in reality, it wasn’t. Bleeding a bit, his let his electrical energy flow through his body as it started to cackle the air making it heat and sizzle. It was in a controlled and close range area while he easily located the golem. Most his students would know what he was using was ESP and how to apply it at numerous levels.     

 Recalling he had hit the wind golem earlier, he focused on the static causing it to build up over a few seconds. His hands were at his front and pressed together as his feet spread out, stabilizing his body. He need to account for the larger power behind this bolt compared to the last because the golem was to be destroyed. The wind golem went in for another attack and Serge struck out, his body twisted with his right arm carrying the current to shot at the side. Most would've expected the lightning to head straight but instead it arced and pulled toward the static, attracted to the negative ions like a homing beacon. 

The golem immediately broke and shattered back into pieces, vanishing shortly. He made last comment about his class including about being taught the  responsible of such power and how to use it wisely. Then he walked off toward his seat. 


[h3][center]~~~Aeromancy~~~[/center][/h3]

Dervis was the last to go, bringing the demonstrations to an end, and rose from his seat. He was dressed in a simple tunic, pants, and boots though they were fitting for the occasion. Clean and simply designed as his steps were silent with each step, despite the heaviness of his walk. He was clearly using a stealthy application in aeromancy by muffling the sound from reaching others. 

He padded out to the center and introduced himself, stating what people were to expect in his class and they could command. His voice filled the room as it seemed to surround everyone, each word was crisp and clear. It was a brief introduction that showed what type of teacher he was with his image and how he held himself. 

After he finished, he began his demonstration. His hands flickered and swirled about each other causing the wind collect within his hands. Dervis' mind centered and condensed the air into a blurry ball, his fingers clawed to compact the energy then released it. It began as a small whirlwind that whipped around to collect the remains of the golems, the air gently popping out the dents and mending them though likely Tyrael or Val would be forced to hammer them back together properly. 

After a bit more he set them back their feet then used his wind to set the tables and chairs back into their place. Once complete he took a bow, excited and brought the demonstrations to their finale. 

[h3][color=tan]Ovak[/color][/h3]

Ovak listened to the student’s comment as they watched the demonstrations together, his hand reached for his drink to sip a bit then spoke in a gentle voice.  [color=tan] “Considering what happened last year, would anything actually compare? Through I will agree as there’s less excitement this round. Right now, the subtle message is mainly that the college still has power. Rather more tasteful than proving it through total force which makes the school out to be a bully. Through many of the teachers are still actually holding back if you actually think about it. Lidda turned into a fully grown Wyvern which took time but could easily burn a normal human to a crisp since, unlike dragons, their flame isn’t magical. It’s natural chemical base.”[/color]

His words ceased when heard Leith's assumption and smirked. [color=tan] “I leave what I can see up to interpretation. Many accept I can see the future, namely as the world’s fate is never set in stone. Ever changing and fluid with the passing time. Others say I can see the effect of an individual’s choice. What the result will have on them, their loved ones and more importantly the world. Few even believe these rumors are exaggerations because I only see the core truth of a person which allows my mind to determine their future.”[/color] 

The archmage took another sip of his drink then continued. [color=tan] “As for your curiosity, that could lead you into trouble if you’re not careful. Many dangerous paths often end with a simple act of curiosity. By the time someone realizes the result, it’s well on its course to happening and unable to be stopped. A fact few dare to see since they, as you put focused on themselves. Hypothetically, such a thing is best left to the gods. It’s too much trouble to deal with and has a price too steep to entertain. Especially as choices often create it.”[/color]