[b][center]Teachers[/b][/center]

Satori smirked, even looking at Althalus as he threw his knife. Even if it was a subconscious reaction, even amount the crowds, she knew it was him. And she just smiled as the knife fell harmlessly. She than suddenly appeared in her seat, her illusion now dropped. [b]"They have to realize the dangers that is and always will be present. I simply done it in a way that I could do it best."[/b] Satori quietly sipped her tea as she scanned the entire dinning hall for those who had ill intentions for her. It was many, to no surprise. She simply sat quietly as she sipped her tea.

Tyrael knew of Satori's demonstration and was prepared to have his demons act. When Althalus threw his dagger he nearly had one of the demons crush him, but Lucilia intervened. They wordlessly looked at each other before Tyrael called off his demons. [b]"I had thought the students would be made of sterner stuff. But let them run if they do not have the will to face their nightmares."[/b] It was a harsh and borderline stupidly violent opinion, but for the orc it was the only one that would allow his students to live. Satori might have done what she did for a multitude of reasons, but at least she intends no overall harm to the students. Demons who share even a sliver of her power would stop at nothing to abuse it, to break or dominate their so called "masters". It was a brutal reality that they either had to take measure to take care of, or fall victim to.

Lucilia was worried. She knew Satori, and while Lucilia was no mind reader she had found hints of what Satori was going to do, just not of the extent. The aftermath was apparently obvious however, and Lucilia was appalled, at least eternally. She kept a stoic facade and notice Tyrael using his magic. She saw the knife and quickly put two-and-two together, knowing that Tyrael had spotted the assassin and was going to kill him. Lucilia flicked a seed at his hand, using a plant that fed off of Archanite. If Tyrael really wanted to he could still use his magic, but he would notice that Lucilia was trying to stop him. He canceled his spell as many students began to walk out. [b]"Oh my..."[/b] This was why she wanted everyone's demonstration just to be used to serve the meals. It worked rather well a few years ago. Uicle asked her or Satori to try to pacify the students, but Lucilia knew that Satori wouldn't do it. Satori would not fix what she doesn't think is broken, and she thinks that what she did was entirely okay. Lucilia at least predicted that emotions might run high during the event (Not for this reason however) and had some plants on the ceiling prepared. They released an invisible pollen that would calm the students down, giving them a sort of relaxing high. Some would be affected faster than others, but so long as they stayed within the dinning hall it was sure to work. But those who left... Well, she'd have to find a different way to deal with them. [b]"Uicle, I think now would be a good time to finish up the demonstrations."[/b]

[b][center]Annabeth Gultch[/b][/center]

Awe, shock, and fear was what went through Annabeth at that time. She demonstrations from the teachers were wonderful to observe, and while some gave her a jump, she enjoyed them. Even the demonmancer's attack was entertaining to see once she noticed that the demons were not attacking the students. It was horrific in a sense, but entertaining. Than came the nightmares. Annabeth had lifted her cup, and once her nightmare was over her cup fell and spilled all over her. Annabeth was frozen in shock. Soon her body began to tremble, before she curled over the table with her arms over her head. She began to sweat madly from her nightmare, and she only found comfort from drawing her dagger, stabbing it into the table. Repeatedly. When Lucilia's pollens were spread, she began to calm down, but now she just felt numb. She stood up, dagger still in hand, and walked around aimlessly. Annabeth didn't know what she was doing, or why she was walking around. She just... Was. Her steps were shuffled and she had an empty look in her eyes, still full of fear, but at the same time, without consciousness.