[center][h1][color=red]Yurius Diencrade[/color][/h1][/center][hr]
The vampire was sitting idly on the table, watching and waiting as students began to fill his room. Old students, new students alike. His arms were crossed as his back laid lazily onto his chairs, not feeling so encouraged after the new rules had been implemented. How wearisome it was. He still got up as early as he did, but instead of his routine fitness exercise, which had kept him strengthened and healthy for over five centuries, he had to escort a bunch of kids to school. Sure, they weren't actually kids who needed a mama's hand everywhere they go, but this wasn't that much different, only grown kids who were discontent. Still, for safety, Yurius had no reason to question such decisions.

He just sat there, waiting for class to begin, occasionally glancing to see new students, some of whom were pretty surprising and interesting: the student who caused the commotion earlier the day before, and a half-man half horse. He had eyes on these two particularly. Among dozens of students, he knew that there would inevitably be bad students who only wished to pass the exams. But there were also ones that had a vision of they had to become. For the guy who stirred up things at the assembly the day before, he did not expect many things from him, but he did show a certain amount of determination in that attitude. While rash, Yurius had paid attention to him. For the centaur, he was curious at how Reiko assigned the guy to his class. He didn't expect people like that to be able to fight so proficiently, especially in a class about pure combat like Yurius'. Maybe he had a secret potential, or that Reiko just trusted Yurius to be able to make a warrior out of him. In any cases, he was also interested in this one.

Once the clock struck, Yurius stood up at once. His class, Art of Combat: Intermediate and Advanced, had begun. After gaining the attention of the student body, he began his talk. His voice was booming, boasting his inner strength of a vampire, yet contained the sound of age and wisdom of someone who had seen the birth and end of many. 

[color=red]"A curtain rises for a new era. Welcome to your very first stepping stone towards your career as a Dawn Slayer. And here shall be the place for you to master your own self. For you to let your inner fire speak to you, let your mind clear, your body hardened. Let you become who you want to become."[/color]

[color=red]"Given enough time, any man may master the physical. With enough knowledge, any man may become wise. A good fighter is the one who can master both. But it is a true warrior who can use such mastery for good use, with a determination and passion that could only be compared to monumental titans. As such, I shall also expect only the best out of you. There shall be no excuse for slacking off during practice or lecture. But feel free to do so if you find my lecture not worthy of your attention. And at the end of this year, if you manage to fail this course, I will have no responsibility over you. Your success or failure is your own."[/color]

Yurius then took a moment for everything to sink a bit before continuing.

[color=red]"So what do you expect to see from me many of you are asking so rudely in your head while listening to my less than interesting lectures? Firstly, if you desire a 'walk in the park' course, get out."[/color] The vampire pointed at the door, his expression serious. [color=red]"Secondly, if you want a comfortable course, get out. If you think combat is easy and comfortable, then get to the beginner class, if there is one."[/color] 

[color=red]"Thirdly, if you expect fancy moves of martial arts, or the projection of what you would so popularly called as 'Kamehameha', you better leave as well. As I said before, this is a place where your inner fire speaks to you. It is YOU who will discover yourself. Yes, you have heard me. You will develop your own fighting style, technique and strength that only YOU are the true master of it. You are all born as individuals. Do not die as a copy."[/color]

[color=red]"All of you today, will have to demonstrate to me, firstly: what your power is, what you can do with it, and what style of combat you think you can do. For those of you who have developed your own style and has gotten first-hand what is combat, then good. For those of you who don't..."[/color] The vampire crackled his fist. This was not gonna be very fun for them.

[color=red]"But now, follow me to the arena, where you will prove your power to me, and to everybody else present."[/color] He said, as he led the classroom to an arena. The area around it was as large as a badminton court, with reinforced glass on the edge of the arena, separating the battleground and the spectator area. Yurius, since he was the teacher, entered it, standing in the middle, while the students would sit at the spectator area, waiting to be called upon.

[color=red]"Before we begin, when you step your foot onto this battle arena, you will not be demonstrating your power onto a harmless dummy, or a senseless wall that could not react. You will demonstrate it...on me."[/color] The vampire then suddenly gave a low toned laugh, weirdly and somewhat frighteningly. 

[color=red]"Let us proceed. Two at a time. The first entry shall be..."[/color] The man's eyes appeared skimming through the spectator ranks, but his minds were already settled on two students already. [color=red]"You"[/color] He pointed at Roland. [color=red]"Yes, you. The one yesterday. Come. The second one shall be...the centaur. Two of you. Come down here and, firstly, state yourself."[/color]

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