[u][b]Thessir[/b][/u]

The sound of a whistle, a finer timing couldn't have been had to hear such a sound.

Pulling his blades back he disentangled himself from the man's body, his coat and hat slithering out from beneath his cloak and over to where he left his legs. With all his limbs gathered back up he stuffed his arms and legs back into his shirt and pants as his form began to revert to it's true shape, the shadows peeling back into their positions. By the spell's end there he was, the victor standing there with his hands in his pockets and his hat tipped forward so the shadows obscured his face. To be frank any kind of forward tilt on his hat obscured his face anyhow since he was certainly shorter than a majority of the people there.

"I guess what they say about lightning mages is true. They really are the fastist at everything." Even with that and a short compulsive laugh at his own joke his hands were only in his pockets because otherwise they'd only be hanging at his sides. While he was fine most everywhere else his arms had born the brunt of Kazudain's attack. Worst case scenario he figured he'd be able to get them back in working order again but it'd deplete a fair amount of his healing concoctions that he had stored away for those times where he gets messed up pretty bad.

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"Next time you fight I'd suggest being the more cautious. All the lightning and all the tigirs in the world won't save you from dying to a blade in the gut." A cold chuckle followed the tail end of his small piece of advice. The fact that not only did he have to fight two spellcasters instead of one in what was supposed to be a one on one duel but also that his opponent brought a bloody tiger to boot had darkened his mood to some extent. He really didn't need the help given the fact this fight had taken place during the hours of the day he normally slept through. After all he mostly attended classes that took place towards the later few hours the school was open for. Fencing classes in the afternoon were really the earliest he was required to get up and even that was a fairly miserable time given how early that cut into his sleep schedule.

With that said he walked on over to one of the medics currently not directly tending to the man's injuries.

"Say, where does a fellow like myself find some healing around hire? Or is there a cost for such treatmint?" He asked the medical personnel while keeping an eye over on the magus and his pet. While he didn't expect the man to be so foolhardy as to attack him right in front of everyone with guards on the premises after the attack he had sustained yesterday at the gate he wasn't keen on being off his guard lest he get caught unawares a second time.