Fate/Academy: Episode 2
*Athenox is still in the arena after having just defeated the training dummy. Scene 1.*
"Wow, it seems as if they might need to make stronger dummies in case you ever have to fight one again. Congratulations Athenox, it seems has if you are the first one to pass the test today. You are done for the day, but you may stay and watch the remainder of the tests to see if they figure it out within a reasonable time frame. That would of course be before they are knocked unconscious." Mrs. Lanslac laughs and smiles a little bit before she walks around to observe another section of students.
I take a seat at a section of seats that must have formed while we were fighting. I look around and watch as a few have started to figure out how to defeat themselves in combat. Although Devin seems to be having some difficulty. He clearly has figured out that he has to stance switch, but he is having issues as he tries to reverse wield one of his swords like a knife. He is can manage to block pretty well, but can't seem to maneuver his attacks to catch the dummy off guard. If he could surprise the dummy with a core punch or manage to create an opening by disarming, then he could deliver a series of quick and devastating strikes that would incapacitate the dummy. However he like most of the other people in the group are struggling because they are forced into using a stance that they haven't properly trained with. The Einzbern kid is switching from properly trained rapier sword attacks to using the ranged projectile strikes of his weapon, which is mostly throwing the dummy off enough for him to destroy it. The next few people to finish after me are of course Einzbern and then that Matou kid. They walk over and take seats in my row.
"Oh please there is no way that you two were able to get done with the test before me. I doubt you even did as well." Matou says sure of himself.
"You have the nerve to think otherwise of me? Wielder of the EX ranked sword, Ea. I must say though, a trick like that in the middle of a combat test is a way to determine who is a superior mage compared to all of the other weaklings." Einzbern exclaims.
"I think it is a cheap shot, and an inaccurate way to test our combat abilities. Forcing us to alter our fighting style to defeat an opponent. Fighting styles we have spent all of our lives developing and perfecting. If they want to test us why don't they just do something simpler like have us fight against similar targets?" Matou complains.
"That wouldn't be quite as accurate, at least in figuring out details about our specific abilities. What they did was actually pretty smart. Using the initial data to create more complex target dummies that could better assess our abilities and force us to fully analyze our respective fighting style to find weaknesses in it, and then take advantages of those weaknesses to destroy the target. Gauging the level of success against your own fighting style to rate it. I think it is beneficial." I try to provide him with a valid reason for the test to put an end to his whining.
"Please, I do not have to hear this from a lowlife plebeian who is a sorry excuse for a mage. I think that you gave up because it was too much for you to handle. That's the only reason you were over here before us. It was too hard for you wasn't it?" Matou decides to make assumptions about me even though he hasn't even actually seen me fight.
I can almost tell where this is going to end up, but let's play it out to see if we can avoid it.
"So earlier you said that you didn't know who I was so there was no way for me to know who you were, right? Well of course I had noticed beforehand that you are of the holy council faction, and I even noticed that you are of the Matou family, one of the top five families in your faction, who are formerly a widely known family of justices within the faction. I even know that your family used to be the second family of the faction until a certain point in time. And finally, I know that you are a part of a group of self-entitled brats who think that they can just do whatever they want because they were chosen as the elite by their faction, as is proven by the fact that your security detail took pleasure in stealing a parking space from my mom this morning and had I not been in the car would have resulted in their serious injury at the least." I respond back to him in an attempt to throw him off enough to prevent him from pursuing further.
Maybe adding the part about my mother was not the best idea. Anything that would have been able to stop a fight will be rendered useless if he starts talking about her.
"That sounded like a threat. I have never taken threats too lightly, but this I may have to make an exception for. Your mother? What was she going to give them a stern talking to? If you had a single shred of dignity, you would at least threaten people yourself. Not that you would be able to do much to me." Matou burst out in laughter He clearly has no idea who me or my mother are and at this point I no longer care. He is going to be shown how to properly respect others.
Einzbern hasn't said anything in a while, and I suspect it is because he remembers me, or never forgot in the first place.
"Fine, if that is how you want to play it. When you are on the top it becomes very easy to forget everything beneath you and cast judgement on it all. The principal said not to do anything stupid or reckless but fighting you would be the smartest decision I have made in my life." I boldly state my claim to Luke.
"Honestly, I was hoping that you would say that." More people are getting done with their tests and coming over here, even Devin.
That is good because it will stop the fight from happening right now.
"Well it doesn't look like a good time right now but aren't the arenas open after school right, Mrs. Lanslac?" Einzbern exclaims as our instructor approaches.
"I have seen a fight coming all day, and you are right. We are not fighting during class time, but if you do feel the need. The arenas are open after school for student practice, and this week none of them are reserved for student organizations yet. Since you are now students, then you can reserve one." Mrs. Lanslac says.
I can't say that most of the academies are as accepting of unapproved student combat, but they would have to see it as an eventuality at a school that has such a diverse group of people that come from all backgrounds. Those opinions could clash at any moment, which is why they insist on keeping student identities a secret until official solutions like this can be used.
"I guess it can't be helped. We will have to fight later today. Be there at 2:30 so I can make you eat those words." Matou says as he loves to hear the sound of his own voice.
"I plan on being there." The crowd looks shocked. Although more out of eagerness than concern.
They all were probably waiting for an inevitable fight on the first day of school and I am sure they didn't really care who. The more concerning part of the situation is that Mrs. Lanslac has a smirk on her face for some reason that I can't figure out. It is still weird for a teacher to be in support of such aggressive counseling methods.
"Okay class, your results of your first test will be posted by the end of the day. Throughout the week we will have informational booths at each of the campus facilities so you can look into whatever interests you. Our library, armory, and student organizations are all located in the sublevels below the cafeteria which will be serving dinner from 2-7 pm. However after today's events, you could always go to your dorms and crash. There are restaurants in each of the dorms, and from what I hear the Saber's Grill is having a special introduction meeting dinner at 7 pm. Also please be safe on campus. Class is dismissed." While we were listening to her we had no idea that the seven arenas seem to have returned to their initial design and position within the complex.
As the groups flood out of the complex, it is very clear that most of them are going back to their dorms having been physically exhausted by their tests and whatever twists they may have held. I catch an elevator and decide to head to the first floor because it is closer to anything I may want to do than the fourth floor is. When I leave the elevator on the first floor, I run into Devin.
"Hey Devin, what is that in your hand?" I ask him.
"It's a flyer about your fight today with Luke. It is also currently on the front page of both the Saber forums and the school forums themselves. Here see." He shows me the flyer in his hands. It has my portrait on one half of the page and Luke's on the other. It lists all of our currently known attributes, and the time and location of the fight.
"People really want to see a fight that badly? It surprises me that the school is even on board with it. It isn't even an official fight. The only thing I know for sure is that I am going to teach him a valuable lesson."
"Actually about that whole unofficial fight thing. Mrs. Lanslac approved it shortly after class was dismissed." Devin tells me.
"News must really travel fast around here, considering that this fight was only decided not 15 minutes ago."
"So since you have about an hour of free time before the fight what are you going to do?" Devin asks me.
"I hadn't decided but I was either going to check out the student organizations on sublevel 1 or the armory on sublevel 2."
"I would do the armory first, because they are going to dismiss us from class tests early on Friday to check out the school organizations." Devin tells me.
"Ok sounds like a great idea. Do you want to come with?" I ask Devin.
"Sure can't hurt." We turn back into the elevator and go to sublevel 2 where the armory is.
Upon exiting the elevator we are amazed by the sight. A room full of heavy machining equipment and tools, some that I haven't even seen before. Currently there is only one person already here in the armory. He is sitting at a workbench near the center of the room. He is working on a bow, which seems to have a golden wood exterior with a smooth curvature. He has a variety of tools and pieces scattered across the table. He seems to be distracted because he almost doesn't notice us until he brings out a blowtorch from one of the side drawers, when he looks up in surprise.
"Oh I am so sorry. I wasn't really expecting visitors." He chuckles as he turns the torch off and places it on the worktable. He looks at me for a second.
"Are you one of the kids that are fighting today?" He asks me.
"Yes I am. I just wanted to check out the armory in my free time before the fight" I respond back to him.
"Well as one of the teachers here and as a frequent user of this place, I think I can help you out." The man responds to me.
"What are you working on? It looks like a very serious modification."
"Oh I was trying out a theory I had. I am trying to reforge my phantasm bow to allow and increased durability to swing and deflect shots. A mirrored finish if you will. Not that I have a real need for it other than as an experiment to teach my students." He explains.
"You're a teacher here. So what do you teach?" I ask him.
"You have already meant my wife. I am Mr. Lanslac. I am the lead Archery teacher and I also teach first year survival courses. I am also the co faculty lead of the one of the school's student organizations, my wife is the other faculty lead. Our student organization is designed to help a mage better improve their magecraft and combat skills through competing in events held across the world by very wealthy people who want to promote the development and known research of magic in stressful team based combat scenarios rather than uneventful research through old lost books. I do not want to bore you with more of the specifics, because as I recall they are letting you out of class early on Friday to search through all of the student organizations on campus." Mr. Lanslac tells us. A student organization designed to improve their skills through combat?
It does seem interesting, but as fun as it sounds I don't know how well I would fit in. It probably is just a bunch of guys getting into fitness contests and trying to knock each other out, and then laughing about it afterwards. The competitions are probably all just a show for spectator hype, and I do not think that I could handle a bunch of people that wouldn't be able to take combat seriously. I have known people like that before and they do not typically last long in fights. It is painful to watch, and I don't think that I can anymore.
"So how does your modification work?" I ask Mr. Lanslac.
"It is an alloy of various types of phantasm spirit essence synthesized and super-heated to remove impurities." Mr. Lanslac says.
"Did you gather these yourself? I didn't know that they sold qualities this high from any merchant, because they are too scared to take down anything over rank B and that is just the top quality vendors.
"You have a good eye. Do you have experience in essence gathering?" Mr. Lanslac asks me.
"You could say that." I don't add much more than that. It is not something I tell people I just meant, especially when it will affect how others think of me. I know it will come up sooner or later but I prefer later if I can help it.
"From the database, it says that you are pulling a 95% integrity summon at the induction ceremony. I am impressed. I could not even hit 92% until my last year of school. Would it be alright if I took a look at it? I could even make sure it is ready for your fight." He says rather excitedly.
He does make a very compelling argument and maybe his expertise could figure out the strange enchantment on it.
"Yeah sure." I hold my hand out and summon it.
The sword appears in my hand and I place it on the table. Mr. Lanslac takes out a set of goggles and looks upon the cloaked weapon trying to match it with the databases description on screen. He then traces his hand along the blade to accurately assess the dimensions
"Hmm. It isn't very often that the weapon itself has a dark cloaking enchant and usually when you do see it, you see it on an assassin or even some certain archer weapons, but on a sabers sword it is a very unusual occurrence. Is there a specific situation when it doesn't seem to cloak?" Mr. Lanslac asks me.
"When I empower it above a certain level, the mana overflows the weapon and the cloak breaks."
"Well I would have to take longer look at it, and see it in combat in order to do a better analysis. The database can't tell me much since you haven't been in much testing or combat yet. Tell you what I will do some research into other instances where similar effects have occurred, if you promise to speak with some team members at the student organization event on Friday. I will even use the fight data that you have and that you are about to generate to get a better idea of what it is. We here at the academy love to help our students discover their true potential. "Mr. Lanslac holds his hand out to shake my hand. I grab it and accept.
"I will. Thank you Mr. Lanslac."
"Please. Just call me Mr., especially since I have a feeling that I will be seeing a lot more of you around here. You do seem to be especially interested and knowledgeable in weapon materials."
"Say Athenox, it is about 2:15 pm. Don't you think we should head back to the arena now? You know, so you can teach Luke a lesson or so you said." Devin reminds me.
He has hardly said a word while we have been down here. Was he not interested in coming down here or is he simply beyond speechless? In either case, I pick up my phantasm and we walk to the elevator and make our ascent to the Arenas.
"How do you plan to fight him? What is your strategy? You haven't seem to have put too much thought into it from what I can gather. You also do not seem like the kind of person who would charge in reckless, and against his fighting stance you should probably have some very well placed hits given your test results."
"You are reading other people's test results already? They are practically meaningless until later in the week. We still have six class tests left. I wouldn't go off of one test alone, and if you must know. I am not going to use my phantasm, and I am going to end the fight so fast that there won't be much data to collect."
"Are you suffering from heat stroke? Do I need to get you to the infirmary? Because I just heard you say that you are not going to use your phantasm weapon. Luke is using two phantasm weapons. Luke uses a sword, Excalibur Galatine and a shield, Divine Aegis. There are virtually no openings for you to land a clean strike or disarm with a weapon, so what makes you think that you're going to do it without one?" Devin rants on in a frenzied and well knowledgeable state.
He did all the research he could have done on Luke. His attack patterns, attack speed, force projections, empowerment levels, and even his mana drain rate. However that is only data from the induction and the first class test, which will not give me a picture worth looking at.
"It is better to develop knowledge on the fly than to predetermine my strategy based of minuscule amounts of information. There is always the possibility he could have held back on the tests." Just like I did when I used an unpracticed stance as a precaution to trick the system.
I will correct it later when things are less unknown and volatile.
"So the rest of the tests are in descending order based off of our initial stats, right? That means that we will have different tests tomorrow. I will be in the Berserker class tests in the morning and then the Rider test in the afternoon. What about you?" Devin asks.
"I have the Assassin test in the morning and then the Berserker test in the afternoon. So it kind of sucks that we will probably not see each other much tomorrow, but I am sure we could get lunch." I suggest to him.
"Sounds great." Devin doesn't say much afterwards. He probably still doesn't know what to make of me.
I do know that it will be a tough fight because Luke does look like a mage that knows what he is doing. Devin also seems confused from the information he has figured out about me from today. This morning with my mom, at the induction ceremony, at the Saber class test, and the armory. It isn't anything he should have to know, so for now I am just going to go show that punk Luke how to have respect and concern for others.
*Our hero, Athenox, along with his newfound friend ride the elevator to the 5th floor where the arenas are. When they step out they are surprised to find a pretty large crowd of freshman students with a few other unknown people sitting in the audience. Scene 2.*
"Wow there are a lot of people that want to see a fight."
"It isn't as much just because it is a fight on the first day. It is because of what this fight means. Luke is a rank A student who has been already been claimed by a student organization. He is one of only a handful to be claimed so early. Usually the student organizations are not allowed to claim or accept members until after the event on Friday. So it is very weird that he and few others already have been, the only exception is if they get a request to do so in the summer." Devin explains.
"Is there any particular benefit to being claimed early?" I ask.
"Essentially it means you have a reserved spot on a team. This is important because it prioritizes you over everyone else in position on the organization and each organization has a member cap based on what their purpose is." Devin tells me. So everyone expects him to be good just because of that?
"Hey loser! It is about time you showed up. I would hate to say that line, but I was starting to think that you were not going to show up. I am not fighting a two against one match here so you may want to get going Devin." Luke shouts out from an arena in which the fight is probably going to take place.
"Hey Devin, go grab a seat next to that group around Jason. I bet he is going to have the clearest picture of what is going to happen in this fight. Since you want to know more I would listen in to him." To my knowledge he is the only one in this room that I have actually fought before. I walk on to the arena where Luke is standing.
"So how do you want to do this? I will give you time to try and use your 95% integrity summon even though I doubt it will do you any good." Luke is trying to taunt me as the arena platform raises to the center of the complex.
"No I am ready." I take a pair of gloves out of my back pocket and put them on my hands.
"Are you forfeiting? Or are you just trying to annoy me?" Luke reaches his hands out and summons his phantasm weapons.
"Excalibur Galantine and Divine Aegis!" He shouts as the weapons appear in his hands.
I clench my fists and start channeling, I can feel the mana flow into my arms, legs, and chest. These gloves should prevent me from accidentally overdoing it and inflicting serious injury, even with the absorption field within the arena. He would have a better chance had he chosen to fight me in the auditorium, but that is fixing to be his problem. An arena board floating above the arena displays a countdown timer and what looks to be a minimum of vital status information of each combatant. At the ready it starts counting down from 10 seconds.
*As Athenox is in the arena with Luke, Devin makes his way to the stands to ask Jason what Athenox's strategy really is.*
"So Jason, what do you think Athenox is doing?" Devin asks Jason.
"You were just with him right? Did he say that he wasn't going to use his Phantasm weapon?" Jason asks Devin in return.
"Actually he did say that. Does that have something to do with those gloves?"
"Yes it does. He is many things but stupid and reckless are not one of them. Athenox is using those gloves because he doesn't see Luke as that big of a threat."
"What do you mean? His phantasm is ranked A." Devin asks Jason again.
"It will become clearer as the fight progresses. Watch."
I decide to taunt Luke and let him make the first move. He can really only do one thing at the moment and that is attack. He is not going to wait for me, because he has too much pride. He is also thrown off by me not using a weapon, and he may initially try to take advantage of that but it is still probably going to bother him. So he will build up the power of his attacks slowly to try and coax me into matching him.
"Fine then I will just have to crush you before you can make a move!" He shouts as he charges at me and slams down with his sword. I easily dodge it.
Luke didn't fully empower the strike so my theory still holds. I should counter attack before he figures out what I am doing, but I still have plenty of time. His shield could be toughest part of this, if he used it offensively. I catch the next strike with my hand and try to push it forward.
"Ha, there is no defense that can't be cut by my sword. All you are doing is hurting yourself." Luke is almost correct about that.
It is clear that he used more mana in that strike than in his past 10. And it could cut fairly easily cut through my hands normally.
"Wait Jason, why are Athenox's hands glowing like that?"
"It is because of what he learned from his father."
"His father? Is he someone important?"
"Yes he is. And that type of fighting style is a counter magic fighting style."
"Why aren't you ran through yet?" He throttles more mana into his sword.
I am going to lose if he empowers his sword anymore, especially if he triggers whatever the blades full effect might be. However I am wearing him down and I can see the initial effects of mana drain. He has probably never has to use this much mana in a fight in his life, which means he has never seriously fought before. I deflect the strike I was holding and send it crashing into the ground next to me.
"How did he manage to force his sword like that?"
"It is a type of magic known as enhancement magic. On its own it wouldn't be that powerful, especially in most mages cases because they only think to use defensive or mobility enhancement spells. However due to Athenox's past training, he is able to use it as a very offensive utility spell. It is often viewed as weak because enhancement magic is a very basic part of most mage training. In this current situation though, it does not look so weak." Jason explains to Devin.
"Wow that's actually kind of cool." Devin says.
I clench my fists and feel my hands. I am still good but I need to end it now. I burned through a decent chunk of the exterior enhancement when I deflected that attack and I do not want to risk having to recharge. I run at him and he tries to block with the shield. I jump and bounce off of his shield, as I land I spin and kick him in the back sending him ground with force.
"How long are you going to keep it up with these cowardly and evasive tricks? You are only delaying the inevitable." Luke's arrogant taunting won't get him anywhere.
"From what I can tell you should give up. You have lost, because you do not have the mana to continue. Anymore would cause more severe levels of magic drain." I taunt him and also explain why he is going to lose this fight.
"Shut up! I am not about to lose to you, not just because of something like mana drain. I wouldn't be this strong if I let little things like that get to me. Now prepare to lose because my sword is the sword of victory, Excalibur Galantine!" He is charging a full empowerment on the weapon and raises it in the air.
That idiot. He doesn't have the mana left to use that. It will cause the vessels in his arms to burst or at least it would under normal circumstances. With the magic core in the school, he will probably fracture both of his arms if I had to guess. I should probably be more worried about what will happen to me. If I take this thing full force I am probably going to be knocked out for a week. He brings the sword down and starts to slash with it. I summon Caliburn and stab it into the ground to absorb and diverge the full force of the blast off around me, but it still knocks me back a great distance. My ears are ringing and my body feels sore from the blast but I am still able to stand. I wish I could say the same about Luke because he is now currently passed out on the ground. A buzzer sounds overhead declaring the end of the match and the arena board has declared me the winner. The crowd is too in shock to cheer. They either don't know what just happened or if they did then they are shocked by what I just did.
"Athenox Emiya is the winner!" The board displays from above. The arena starts to descend back to the floor and a medical team comes onto the field. They take Luke and ask me if I am okay.
"That is pretty impressive but in the future I expect you do better and hold back less just like you did when we fought over the years." Jason says to himself from the stands.
"Do you think he learned his lesson?" Mrs. Lanslac asks as I head towards the exit of the arena.
"I didn't think he was going to resort to draining himself of magic energy. I would have ended it far faster had I known. If Luke is as well-trained of a mage as he says he is then he should know how to control his power."
"And I will go visit him in the infirmary to remind him of that but you both aggravated each other to the point of conflict, so you are both equally responsible. The principal specifically said not to do anything reckless and as far as I am concerned you both failed. The schools disciplinary action committee is not going to get involved because you both agreed to this fight but I would expect that they will be keeping a much closer eye on your actions. I do not know much about you but I would assume you would know better, and as for Luke who is going to be a representative member of a student organization I would expect him to know better as well. No if would excuse me I have a meeting to attend to." She rapidly heads towards the elevator.
*While Athenox and most of the other freshman students head to their dorms for sleep and dinner. Mrs. Lanslac is in a dimly lit room. She is sitting at a large round table. In all but one of the other seats are figurines of different animals, and items. There is a student in the last seat, closest to Mrs. Lanslac. At this time, Athenox is down at the Saber restaurant on the first floor of his dormitory. Scene 3.*
"I am sorry to call you in earlier than scheduled, especially when you I know you are all making preparations for the team's upcoming year. I know that we were going to meet on Friday to finalize our new freshman member selection, however something has come up that must be taken into consideration by the teams upperclassmen. Mrs. Kotomine, if you would please explain the events of today." Mrs. Lanslac addresses the room.
"Certainly Mrs., There was a fight today." There is a upperclassman girl sitting in the seat next to Mrs. She has a tablet in her hand and pulls up the detailed notes on the surface of the table.
"So what? There is always at least one fight in the first week, and many more after. I do not see what is so special." A voice emits from an Eagle figurine on one of the chairs.
"Normally we would agree with you but this is a very special occurrence fight. It is between one of the prospective members and another student. From what Mrs. has told me, this fight had been aggravated between the two all day and a third member was involved who stepped out of the conflict before a fight was established." The student explains.
"Does that have something to do with the irregularity?" A unicorn figurine asks from across the room.
"Yes it does. From our initial student data, the three students involved are all very uniquely powered Saber mages. The first one who is our perspective is Luke Matou. Rank A in strength and endurance, and rank C agility. His phantasm weapons are rank A as we have already confirmed from his team application. The thing he doesn't like to tell people is that his magical energy and his detection are rank D, which may have ultimately lead to his defeat in today's fight."
"He really lost? I thought he was pretty strong amongst all of the other freshman candidates. I don't know how he could have been beaten by another freshmen." A wolf statue says shocked by the information.
"The student who beat him is lower ranked in comparison. His name is Athenox Emiya, a Saber mage. In most categories he is weaker than Luke. His phantasm weapon is only rank C with a very odd effect. His sword Dark Caliburn has a cloaking enchant, which Mr. has looked at. Athenox's strength and agility are rank B, with magical energy rank of A. His endurance is rank C, only because his magical resistance is rank A. The part that makes his stats the strangest is that his detection skill is ranked EX for some unknown reason. Now this data isn't definitive until next week when all of the class tests have been complete so we don't have any specifics as to the reasoning for the irregularities." Kotomine explains.
"Emiya? I swear I have heard that name before. It might have come up once when I was in Undercity." A fox statue asks from a chair.
"Yes it is very possible considering who his parents are. Athenox's father is the current dark faction leader for the Undercity, his name is Hades Emiya." Mrs. Lanslac announces.
"How can that be? I heard that Hades's son was the leader of his elite combat unit, the Reaper Squadron. How would he be able to lead a unit of knights tasked with the job of being Hades personal forces at such a young age?" the eagle statue responds.
"While we are not currently clear of the past history between the two, I am not certain that it is good. Reports state that the commander of the Reaper Squadron went missing about a year or two ago and command of that unit went to one of Hades four personal bodyguards. That could mean he ran from Undercity." A bear figure presents the information forward.
"I could see how you would think that if you didn't know his mother, Mickey Bladedancer. Or better known as "the Wrathful Mother"." Mrs. continues.
"You mean Wrathful Mother as in that Wrathful Mother? The berserker mage from all those years ago in the Second Mage Wars? The one that slaughtered an entire army?" The wolf statue asks.
"Yes but it is important know that she had a very noble reason for it and given the circumstances, anyone else in her position who could have done the same would be just as noble. However there are rumors about what happened to her afterward, and how it affected her in the long term but she seems to have raised a fighter just as strong." Mrs. interjects.
"So the son of the dark faction leader whose family line has consistently kept peaceful control in the territory for 1000's of years and a warrior mage who was strong enough to take down around 15,000 mages all by herself saving hundreds of innocent civilians in the process, and those were just the ones that could be identified. I think I can see him as a valuable member of the team off of that alone, and not to mention we still do not know the actual extent of his powers." The eagle statue says.
"Wait hold on. How did the fight go? Based off the numbers, it seems like it would have been a one hit knockout but with the irregularities of this Emiya kid and given that the results of fight indicate otherwise." The bear statue asks.
"Athenox used what appears to be enhancement magic to deflect and evade most of Luke's strikes even some of his empowered ones. Luke couldn't detect the enhancements and kept a steady increase of his magic energy into his weapon, even to the point of mana draining himself because of his limited capacity. Athenox did a minimal number of offensive attacks and the fight lead to a conclusion when Luke tried to activate his full empowerment move in his sword, but because of the mana drain he would have been critically injured even with the absorption field in the arena." Kotomine exclaims.
"Would have? Was it stopped?" The unicorn statue asks.
"Yes. Athenox noticed the mana drain and somehow managed to deflect the blast with his phantasm. We believe he was able to it because of his detection and his magic even though we don't know what his magic can do yet." Kotomine states.
"Under most circumstances, deflecting would have just damaged him with the attack and he still would have been hurt. What you are implying is that he both reflected the spell onto its original caster and potentially altered its energy to do what, heal Luke? It doesn't appear that he would be skilled enough to do that. I know of Caster mages that cannot even perform such a feat." The unicorn figurine says.
"I may have reason to believe that his magic is of a very rare affinity. I will not be able to confirm it until after all of the final results from the class tests are calculated. However I called you down here to ask if it you think we should claim him before any of the other organizations look into him. Given that the knowledge that he could take down a high ranking prospective will eventually spread to the other organizations in the school. If we wait he may be inquired by other organizations." Mrs. Lanslac ultimately asks the students in the room.
"Well I already said in favor." The eagle statue says.
"He certainly seems like he knows what he is doing. I am also in favor." The bear statue says.
"I agree as long as we can keep an eye on him." The wolf statue says.
"Sounds great to me." The fox statue agrees.
"Hmm. If we can keep looking his irregularities to make sure it he isn't just a fluke, then I would also agree." The unicorn states.
"Then it is unanimous Mrs., we now have our 15th and final perspective freshman. He is now locked in and safe from the other organizations." Kotomine says.
"Nothing is final until Friday when and if he says yes." Comments the bear statue.
"I would hate to be rude and the break was so nice, but I need to get back to gathering resources." The eagle statue caws out to the members of the room.
"Very well then. Since we have reached an agreement, you all are dismissed. However, I expect you all back here for the freshman training session this weekend. Not to mention your classes start next Monday, so don't go and do anything reckless just before school starts." Mrs. Lanslac declares.
All of the statues emit a glow and vanish out.
"Oh Mrs.? Should we have informed them about what you discussed earlier?" Mrs. Kotomine asks
"No we will wait until the freshmen class tests are over. Telling them now would cause them to be distracted and bicker with each other." Mrs. Lanslac replies.
*End of Episode 2.*