Ophelia master of weapons

***XMAS SPECIAL [Merry Xmas to all]***

The tour had concluded and they were free to all that they liked. The base was a city in itself, where people could come and go as they please. The rules were simple, do not leave the city, no vandalism and crime and no trespassing into the staff restricted area's.

Xadoris woke up in the infirmary. He awoke to the lies of Storia who was currently speaking to the nurse. She had said something along the lines of… he had offended Francis and was being rude and disruptive to which he blurted "Your 16 and young stop friggin' lying!"

The nurse completely forgot what conversation she had been in and rushed over to Xadoris. " You shouldn't be up yet! It would at least take you a few days to wake up… however, that is not the point. You have suffered a fractured elbow, your ribs have been cracked and you've lost lots of blood in the process. You'll be out of commisi- lessons, rather for a week maybe more, depends on how fast you recover.

[Congratulations on surviving, ill reward you with recovery, so please stand up]

"A week, pfft, I only need 30 seconds." Xadoris boasted. He pushed up from the bed that he lay on and stood up straight. It happened… the ice coating formed around his body for 15 seconds and dispersed immediately after. "See, I'm fine" Laughed Xadoris. He trotted out of the room "Pip pip cheerio… off we go now HAHA!"

"… that studies relationships between side lengths an–" Francis spoke. The door to the classroom swang open. "Ahh.. she's arrived… This is Ophelia otherwise know as the Viper…" Francis said. "I'd rather you not call me that, it's otherwise known as Sensei Ophie, not MISS, not Mr, not MS, not MRS, not madam or ma'am, just Sensei or Sensei Ophie."

"Some of you ne're–do–wells have abilities that their potentials could be better with weapons, for example, fire on a bow is very effective, or lightning on gauntlets is very good too." Said Sensei Ophelia. "Now if you feel that you would like to use a–" Ophelia began. [CLACK! CLACK! CLACK! CLACK! CLACK! "Pip pip Cheerio~ Pip pip Cheerio~ Pip pip Cheerio!" could be heard from around the corner.

"I HAVE ARRIVED~ARRIVED I HAVE~!" shouted Xadoris. He walked into the room with his eyes shut humming to receive a painful smack on the face. "For why? For why though man? You already beat me up on false accusations and your gonna do this?" Xadoris said in a guilt-tripping tone.

"It's useless… ill just get used to this- this bully life then…" Xadoris said. His words gripped the hearts of the students, they all felt his pain and were full of sorrow. "Open your eyes!" Ophelia demanded. Xadoris opened his eyes to realise that it wasn't Francis. "Ohhh… it's you! Who are you again?"

Ophelia explained herself all over again and listed down the names of the students that wanted to participate in her lessons separate to Francis's one's but at the same time. Francis was a battle genius… with his help, he could turn you into a manic battle tank.

Xadoris had chosen not to go to Francis's combat classes. He raised his hand to ask to be listed down for the weapons class. "Forget the weapons class… Xadoris Walker, you're in my combat class!" called Francis.

***MERRY CHRISTMAS BOYS, GIRLS AND NON–GENDER BINARY PEOPLE!!!!!*****