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It's too late to abort! Proceeding with mission as planned! Heh heh, yeah of course.
Man nodded at Apollo's refusal to continue. The game had been over, so that was expected. Despite this, he felt no pleasure from winning, as the game had been such a simple one. Man responded to Apollo's question with a simplistic solution, "During your free periods, you can always come by for chess. Don't worry if I have a class that period, it can't be a problem. I always enjoy helping people get stronger, or more intelligent. You are, after all, very promising." With that, he let Apollo leave, and sat alone in the chair.

I should go to my classroom and make sure the janitor didn't let the monsters escape again. I hate coming back to a bloody mess. Man waited a minute, stood, and opened the door. It didn't open to the room Apollo was in, though, but instead his classroom. It was a large gymnasium, with hard wood floor, and ropes hanging from the ceiling. There was a hallway that could be seen through metal doors on the opposite side from when Man stood. The door that closed behind him, which had been wood, was metal on the gymnasium side. A tad bit of magic and it didn't matter which door you used. Man opened the door that had led to the infirmary, and found himself in a large room with monsters piled up along the wall, in cages. They were all sleeping soundly, and the room was spotless. Man sighed in relief, before walking out the door, looking around his gymnasium expectantly.
Sure, I don't really mind.
Man shook his head disappointingly. He had hoped Apollo had foresight. It was a simple game, but that was no excuse to think the first move didn't matter. Tic-tac-toe was the type of game that was decided by the first move, and it was so short that every move could be thought of in a matter of seconds. Man had imposed no time limit, so this kind of rush by Apollo was unorthodox, to say the least. Man simply placed his X in the top left hand corner.

"and yours now," Man said gruffly.
Mr. Man enjoyed the courtesy the boy was showing now, but the request caught him off guard. "A spar? Like. . . A game. I'm not good at a lot of games. We could play tic-tac-toe," Man thought, creating a pause in the conversation. He suddenly shrugged, and took out a folded, piece of paper from his back pocket. "I normally use this piece of paper to assign detentions, but we can use it for a. . . sparring match. A simple game of tic-tac-toe" Man explained slowly.

As he explained he drew a large pound symbol across the paper. "We will use simple rules. I will go first since I was challenged. If I lose, you go first for the next round. If I win, I go first for next round, and so on. If we tie, the person who went second in the tied round will go first in the next. We'll play a simple first to 3 wins." Man said with authority.

While he was speaking he made his first move. An x in the top right hand corner. With his demeanor, it seemed like the game wasn't going to be a trick. He seemed very genuine.

Mr. Man hesitated, before letting out a uncharacteristic chuckle. The boy really didn't understand. "The exam isn't pass or fail. Of course you passed. You're alive. How well you did is a different matter altogether." He explained after having a fair chuckle. Man then went over to the desk, and opened the folder. Out he slipped two papers. One being a class schedule, and the other being his dorm number. The class schedule read as such:



The other sheet of paper, simply said "Dorm room: A7" with a small reminder on the bottom that going to the girls dormitory was strictly forbidden. "The punishment may or may not be death." Man hinted with little humor.
Mr. Man rolled his eyes, reluctant to appease the boy. He calmly reviewed the exam in his head, and then pulled out another small stone from his pocket. The fourth kind he had used so far. This stone was yellow, with a red glowing circle drawn on it. He turned it over in his hand, before setting it on the boy's knee. "Crush it in your hand. It's not difficult. While you do, imagine the item you've lost." He said gruffly, though he didn't seem upset at the loss of the stone.

"It should return the item," He added when he noticed the boy hesitating. "By the way, I should note that I reviewed your wounds, however I have no idea the true extent of them. Regardless I can heal them if you feel they are dire. If not, please refrain."

If Apollo did attempt to crush the stone, he would find it instantly fall apart like sand in his hand, then glow with magic intensity as it burned away. Once the last of the stone had burned away, the sword would be retrieved, appearing in his hand to replace the stone.
Man's stone brought him to the infirmary where he observed Apollo. The infirmary had a desk in one corner, with white curtains hung for privacy on either side of the cot. The front of the cot faced the place where the curtains weren't but the desk was. A small monitor sat atop the desk, along with papers. A folder also lay on the desk, with a file about Apollo. It also had his class schedule, dorm number, and his ranking. Man did a quick overview of his injuries and decided they were not worth being immediately fixed, so instead Man stayed in the shadows.

The boy awoke sooner then he had expected. He immediately cursed which Man grimaced at. Apollo was lucky he didn't have any classes with Man or he would be immediately reprimanded for such disrespectful behavior. Apollo walked around for a bit, appearing to search for something he had lost. He then sat and finally noticed Man. Without even so much as an introduction, he asked Man if he'd seen a sword around. "Who do you think you are? You will talk to me with respect. You will introduce yourself, and then ask politely for my name. Then I will consider your requests." Man said, enunciating each word perfectly, and punctuating each sentence with more finality then periods.
@TheUltimatum

Well Man can take out the lich, and anyone with a holy weapon could've. In fact Ascalon could've killed it easily if you used the actual blade. You didn't know that though, and neither did your character. The wave of light would've killed it too, if the lich wasn't smart.
First appearance of Mr. Man ends a test.

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