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[h1][color=f7941d]Dakota Brookes[/color][/h1]
[sub]Interacting with: [color=DodgerBlue]Damien[/color] [@Achronum]
Mentioned: [color=00bbff]Lilie[/color][/sub]
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A sudden [i][b]CRACK[/b][/i] sounded throughout the arena, startling the young mage into an upright position from where they once lay recovering from their own sparring match. It took a couple of moments for Dakota to catch up, but from what it looked like… Sergent Tombstone had, for whatever reason, had to make good on his promise. Had he not been directing medics around, Dakota might never have seen the girl laying on the ground some plenty of feet away.

“[color=f7941d]Yo.[/color]” The mage breathed, eyes widening some at how far the girl had been tossed. While it was far too late to know what had happened to cause such a scene, Dakota couldn’t help but wonder at what transpired. There were so many possibilites, after all, that group was supposed to be the experienced ones… were they not? Maybe she had egged on her partner too hard and paid the price for it.

Either way, care was being administered and the class was being dismissed by a very pissed looking director. It was a shame the class had to end so soon, Dakota had been having a blast. Turning to Damien, the youth offered a helping hand up and the same bright smile they had been wearing since the beginning.

“[color=f7941d]Well, you can’t say this place is boring. Hey! Do you wanna go track down some snacks, all this action has given me the munchies.[/color]”