---  Practice Halls  ---

The pair moved just as the Tozen pair did. Without a word Kazudain burst forth, reappearing with a horizontal slash at the Tozen attacking Maldur. The cat-beast roared and with a slam of its paw sent a flurry of icicles at the air-born Tozen. With a flash in its eyes Maldur formed a set of ice armor over itself while swiping its other paw across the floor. A sweep of flat ice covered the ground where the air-born Tozen would land, making any landing precarious. Icicles still flew at the man.

Kazudain meanwhile was constantly moving, making feints and attacking from odd angles. If blades were about to clash Kazudain would disappear, only to instantly reappear at the side or behind. His blade glowed a constant shade of blue, arcs of static jumping from the edge. It was only a matter of time before Tozen made a mistake and revealed whether this was the real one or whether the one facing Maldur was the real one.


---  Meeting Room  ---

[color=a2d39c]"You shouldn't have to make such a move yourself Professor, as you mentioned Mister Juan will be suspicious of a gift from out of the void so to speak. That isn't to say the idea of a gift doesn't have merit, rather it needs the right context."[/color] He turned to the parchment on the table and wrote down a few notes.

[color=a2d39c]"Wasn't it recent that Mister Juan legally brokered a trade deal which would do a great deal of good for the kingdom?"[/color]