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As the magierprinz fired their spell, rather than seeing the opponent fly away and slam into some object Selvina instead felt a sudden heavy weight on her head then a kick to the back as she was sent sprawling straight into the mud in a rather undignified manner face first.  For a few seconds she had to force herself to collect her breath, but she eventually rose up shakily while the others seemed to keep her occupied during that time period.

The mage just simply looked at their assailant tiredly, suddenly understanding what exactly was going on.
1. This person wasn't really interested in killing them.
2. This person rendered any magic Selvina fired ineffective, probably some sort of magic detection that allowed her to read how the power shifted.
3. She was capable of dodging and taking hits from the worst of their teams.  Despite Eith's teeth being stupidly sharp, the woman had hardly suffered a wound.  Logically, her arm should have been torn off.
4. She seemed to be distracting them from [i]something[/i], and in her tiredness and the general local excitement she fell for it.  

With a sigh, the mage simply waved at their adversary and shrugged.  [color=gray]"Alright, you are tough, I get it.  I've had a really confusing week and I'm not putting up with this shit.  I'm going back to bed.  Goodnight."[/color]  If this person wanted her dead, by god they would kill her.  The mage simply cast another detection spell to see if anyone asides from this bastard was in the local area before heading back towards the house.

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Fia closed her eyes as her hair was ruffled, puffing out her cheeks slightly with a smile.  The other woman seemed to enjoy petting her for short periods of time, but it always fluffed her hair.  But ... but the attention was nice.  As Livia mentioned pyromancy again however, the phoenix looked at her a bit concerned.  Last time they had done it while she was terrified ... did the headmistress intend to stress her out again like that?

For a few seconds the girl debated, but eventually nodded.  It was rather obvious that the headmistress wanted her to master this, and in her readings all of her ... past selves ... were powerful pyromancers.  She couldn't be trapped again if she was strong, right?  And Livia would appreciate it, wouldn't she?  [color=salmon]"... o-okay headmistress ..."[/color]  It was the middle of the night, so she wasn't hoping for something too intense at the moment.