[center][h3][color=goldenrod]Venator Aurea[/color][/h3]Lustre Academy, Combat Class
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Venator watched the match with an analytical interest as Asher and Terrance sparred, but he wasn't really that surprised when the black-haired katana wielder began to pressure the blond. His semblance was something of note, however, as it reminded him of a rumour he had heard when he still living with his old group. His hand rested on his cheek in a thoughtful expression as he leisurely pieced the information, a small smirk on his face as made the connection between his fiery classmate and 'the top dog of the lower streets'. He decided to keep to himself, after all he was no better himself...

As the fight came to an end, Venator watched Asher and Terrance depart from the arena to get changed before Lynn's comment caught his attention. He turned his head to look at her. [color=goldenrod]"Part of being a Huntress is facing enemies that you believe to be nigh-impossible to beat. When you're in a difficult situation, you must adapt, overcome and succeed. That being said, I can't blame you for avoiding a one-on-one with him. His semblance makes it a difficult endeavour at best..."[/color]

He leaned back into his seat as he turned back to the two screens at the front of the room. [color=goldenrod]"For now, it's better to observe and plan how to adapt."[/color] His hand returned to his chin as he waited for the competitors for next match to be selected. If he was selected, that was fine and if he wasn't he could analyse the fight from outside. Glancing briefly at Miss Lariet, as if tempted to volenteer, he waited.