[u]Uicle[/u]

He watched the proceedings relatively calmly, even chuckling in amusement as he witnessed a student being carried to the sky by the Electromancy display. The only reason he wasn't flying himself was because of a preemptive rune being carved into his armor. Talking to teachers about what their dispaly was going to be turned out to be helpful, actually. He was pleased with himself for having stationed his Fire Golems at the ready. Otherwise several students might have become icicles rather than just chilled and impressed. For the most part, the display of the magebloods seemed to be going relatively well, even if he had to put up with Justine seemingly losing the need to breathe. He only began to be concerned when Tyrael started sprouting demons from the walls, and killing what appeared to be staff members. But, a quick glance through his Golems showed that all of the staff on duty for the event were in the kitchen, quite alive and not being torn apart by demons. Because of that, and the fact that they weren't attacking the students, he remained silent. Lucilia quickly cleaned up the mess left by the demons rampaging, and then it was Satori's turn. He should have stopped her there. Perhaps it was just a bad feeling, or maybe it was because he had become so good at spotting and causing suffering during the years he had served Aarem, but he knew something was going to happen. Something bad.

And he was proven right. Most of the student population in the Dining Hall was suddenly thrown into comas where they sobbed, screamed, cried out, or just twitched. And, these being novices whose magic is largely enslaved to their emotions, some of them began unconsciously lashing out. The teachers on duty managed to keep the damage to a minimum, thankfully. Those students that collapsed from overexerting their blood where taken out by Uicle's wind golems to the infirmary. As Satori released the students from their nightmare's, Uicle spoke. "Perhaps, we should concentrate on [i]not[/i] alienating and harming the students, hmm? Some of them look like they might hold a grudge."

Nothing but his emotions that he was careful to keep from showing publicly(easy when you're just a suit of armor), and the studied calm in his tone, betrayed his anger. He may have been the prime source of much suffering for many years, but that didn’t mean he [i]enjoyed [/i] it. He only barely noticed the flash of silver as a knife was thrown at Satori. With a look, he gave it life and stopped it a foot from Satori's chest. Whoever had thrown it was lost in the crowd leaving the hall. Uicle somehow doubted the person who had thrown the knife was sticking around after an act like that. As the knife came to his hand and landed in it, hilt first, Uicle said mildly, "I believe this makes my point rather well, don't you?" To Khan, he said, "After they've calmed down and I've done my, now assuredly brief, demonstration, I'd suggest sending them to their dorms immediately afterwards." Alcohol, terror, and anger never mix well.

Glancing over at the sound of wood splintering and being manipulated, he saw the Forest Elf who had helped Xeric with her display being restrained from murdering Satori. "Satori? Lucilia? Could one of you make the students calm, at least? Happy would be best, but calm would do just as well." He asked. While they could doubtlessly control any more violence that sprouted up from the students, he was far more concerned with them hurting themselves or others. Riots were usually nasty. Magical riots were worse.