Whizzle was initially disappointed that he entered without much resistance. He adjusted his opinion over the girl's lack of training to her letting him in as he found that she had put up walls in several parts. What he saw however, prevented him from going deeper as it was Chaotic, in various sense of the words. Withdrawing to reality, Whizzle rubbed his forehead from several drops of sweat. He frowned as he looked at the grinning girl.

"Alright, either you have a teacher that taught you some unorthodox mental defense, you have an unhealthy penchant of violence to imagine those things, or you're living in an extremely excitable life," he said, pausing for moment and huffed before continuing "....How old are you again? Because that last one is a bit relative depending on that."

Over the corner of his eyes, Whizzle saw a blue light emanating from a small distance away. He shrugged the sight from his attention for the moment and looked back at the girl, waiting for her answer.