[color=aqua]"Huh, you don't need a staff for this so that's pretty good..."[/color] Astrum said as he looked over his card. If he didn't need equipment to cast magic that was good. He paced over to the equipment rack and looked it over. It didn't feel right to be gripping a staff. He didn't really know how to use it as a weapon, although he probably could if he tried. Still, the system of magic seemed like it'd fit just fine with Astrum. There were a lot of styles you could use in boxing. It wasn't just about punching the other person as hard as possible, you had to open them up first. There were those who played defensively and waited for their opponents to tire out, and those who tried to overwhelm the opponent to get through their guard. Astrum was somewhere in between, he liked to be cautious and probe the opponent with small jabs, hoping to find a weakness to go in on. Being able to go for smaller hits as well as the big shot with only one spell was definitely nice. [color=aqua]"Well, I don't got any big spender's though..."[/color] He said. Fire bolt, Shock bolt, Velocity, and Speed, meant he was sort of a thousand cuts type of guy. Yeah, he wasn't doing much damage but there wasn't anything the enemy would be able to do with him in the back-line and a front-liner in their face to take care of shields. He'd have to figure how strong the bolts were. He looked back to see some of their group talking with each other, some going for equipment, squirrel girl was the only one on dummies so far. He turned to face a different one and put his hand out in front of him. [color=aqua]"[i][color=red][/color]![/i]"[/color] He shouted. A bolt of fire burst from his palm and impacted the head of the dummy, bursting open into magic fire which washed over the dummy head. Kind of like a water balloon, but you know... fire. It didn't seem to actually do much damage though. The dummy head was singed, and the impact site was a bit blackened, but that was about it. It was indeed fast though, [i]real[/i] fast. That was Velocity at work then, it'd be hard for him to dodge it even at long range. Now to try Focus, then. For [Enflame], it would seem like it was the quintessential fire spell. His card listed it as support instead of offensive. It stood to reason then that the focus for [color=red][/color] would be to imagine the flame as a weapon. He tried to think of a dart, or maybe a flaming arrow, but now that he thought about it, the Firebolt was more like a bullet, or maybe even a micro-missile. He was sure a micro-missile could be just as fast, if not faster than a bullet, but if he was just imagining it then it didn't matter whether it was realistic or not, he just had to imagine it. He got a real good image of the speed but he wasn't shooting a missile, he was shooting fire. He was shooting a missile that was completely made of fire, and when it impacted, it impacted with a... [i][color=red]Bang![/color][/i] He looked up to see a smoking hole in the dummy head. It wasn't deep, but still. The sound had been about as loud as someone smacking the table really hard in an echo-y room, so decently impactful. He had [i]not[/i] been expecting to fire off a spell like that spontaneously. Maybe he should put down the magic for a little bit. He looked over to see the squirrel girl practicing her own magic, with... similarly devastating results. He noticed she'd gotten equipped first and practiced after. She had a dagger on her belt which she hadn't had before. Something to defend herself with if someone got close, perhaps. Despite having been boxing for years, he seldom did use his bare-hands to fight with. Reason being it kind of hurt to use bare hands, although he knew it'd hurt less the more he did it. Still, it was likely his only close range protection would be himself, and in that case his fists would be a better option for him at least. He walked over to the equipment rack and searched for some gauntlets to wear. He was looking for a good fit since it was unlikely he'd be wearing any heavier armor. If he wore some leather gloves underneath it made for a more smug fit, and also another layer of protection. While he was at it, he picked up a leather vest, a pair of good pants, and some greaves for his shins. He swapped out his shoes for some steel-tipped boots. [i][color=aqua]Some metal shoulder pads wouldn't hurt, is there a coat around here?[/color][/i] He felt a little exposed so he thought a coat might do some good. Although, it'd be more of a fashion item. He looked over at the Squirrel girl again. Her cape was kind of cool. He hoped she didn't notice him looking over at her so many times though, or maybe he was. He didn't know her name yet but he wasn't the type of person that asked... Well, except for that one time, but still. He put his gaze back to his own business, and sure enough, they had more capes in different colors. He picked a brown one with a similar pattern to the squirrel girl's. Half-cape instead of full. He was strapped up and ready to go, but it'd probably take a while to get out of it. He folded up his old clothes and set them aside. He probably wanted to keep those around. [color=aqua]"Hey wait, I'm supposed to be a mage right now."[/color] He said. He automatically geared up for what melee. Well, he couldn't really help it, he'd been boxing for most of his life so he automatically suited up to take advantage of it. But still, he knew in some systems metal usually clashed with magic but it always struck him as a way to nerf mages so they couldn't just wear heavy armour and be invincible meteor slinging juggernauts. Akohana might not have those restrictions, they'd said classes restrict weapons but maybe not armor. One way to find out. He put his hand up and conjured the flame. [color=aqua]"[color=red][/color]."[/color] He called. A small ball of fire appeared in his hand. Looks like it'd be alright. [@OwO]