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[h1]Celestine Lightbringer[/h1]

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The battle raged on. Celestine had barely time to breath and enhace the response on his limbs at the same time. Red Rain felt like trying to juggle an elephant with boxing gloves and on fire. And probably a pregnant elephant. And there was that lovely yet deadly bloodthirst smile of hers. He knew that she was just [i]toying[/i] with him during the showoff, but he was completely on the defensive. Until both combatants' senses picked the same sound of a detonation. Cel raised a hand, indicating to stop...

The blade of the teacher was just a hair's breadth from his neck when he did so, but she stopped nonetheless at his signal. Both looked at eachother, then at the crowd that was gathering. Bak, the tank girl... had caused the explosion. Vittorio was by her side. Celestine was the first one to speak. Of course, the young Mephisto student would recognize his voice, or so he hoped.

"It's just a exhibition match, Bak." He said to the tank girl. "No need for you to, uh... blow up things?"  It was then when he eyed the teacher, who had deftly withdrawn from the battle.

And was walking towards Bak, towering over her... her hand leaning defiantly and resting atop Bak's head abruptly...

Only to ruffle her hair. "It's okay my cute student. We're just doing a show to encourage people to train." She added, while pulling some candy from her pocket, that somehow, had survived the entire fight unscathed, and offering it to the First Year student. "Transfer Student and Health Advisor will pick up from where we left." She added.

"Excuse me?" Cel tilted his head, blade still on hand.

"Yes, don't you have an opponent still?" Teacher Maskono pointed at Vernon. "Go beat him. Go all wild. Don't worry, I will step in if it gets too hairy."

Celestine grumbled... he would probably not visit her place the following week. Had she told him to go all out? Well, he probably needed to, given the atmosphere. But for the time being, he raised his sword at Vernon. "Let's dance, Vernon. Teacher says so." He droned, in a tired and defeated kind of tone.