The Head Master did just as he said he came again after dinner meal. Which was a nice pleasant surprise, since Galahad strolled in with a short bow? Soon followed by a scowl from the Head Master. It was like home, really it was. It looked like they'd been arguing their eyes said that. Though in the middle of telling what the all-day argument was about the Head Master spoke.
"Miss Ember it is time to test you. Let us explain and then we will go to the arena. You have an hour to be instructed by the Forms in this hour you may not bend. Lifting a rock off your hand will cause you to be revoked from that station unfinished. The others know the rules so there’s no need to explain to them." He looked like he'd said this a million times in his life time and he wasn't that old! "When your hour is up you will go against the Masters. Since Galahad has so thoughtfully explained a Masters role to you, we felt nearly a thousand years ago that for a Master to be chosen he or she must battle the other Masters." The headmaster told me.
"You cannot attack them, redirect the attack or make a counter move. The Masters are trained to fight and they can hurt you. Luckily they don't attack unless evoked and that’s by their element. So since there isn't a Fire Master, yet, you will battle a young lady named Kyah." Galahad said.
"The order you must go through on both training and battle is Water. Earth. Fire. Air. Spirit. Darkness." He looked at me then to Galahad. "Are you ready?"
I looked from Galahad to the Head Master they expected me to do this and do great. I looked at my hands, sighed and nodded. "Yeah, I'm ready."
The long walk to my room was an understatement. I know knew that I had to been the highest room because the walk from my room to the arena took nearly an hour. I was just glad that my hour of training hadn't started in my room. That was a serous long walk! When we reached the arena it had to have been the largest part of this whole castle. It looked about the size of two football fields and not only that but it had full round seats. There where torches everywhere. In the middle of the arena where four girls they looked like the same and at the same time different. Each girl had their own look in their dresses, but in there facial expressions they we're similar.
One girl had long black hair she was rather tall compared to the others. Her hair was mostly pulled back into a braid but around her face she had short choppy hair with pure white tips. Her dress beautiful, the most of it was pure night black but her left arm had a sleeve that had the medieval look to it. The sleeve had mostly blue theme to it, with one silver ribbon climbing her sleeve. She had a rough look to her, like one of those doesn’t cross me kind of things.
The ground transformed its self into a water arena. The girl stood on an ice float I looked down and so was I. She looked tough she sighed and said, “My name is Saphire.” Then she made a whip and sent it my way. I moved my hand up and the water moved with me. I made a water shield and reused her attack once she sent another attack. I somehow rebound all her moves. Not getting hit. She made a wave that carried ice daggers. I made a larger wave and rode it in tell it was washed into mine. She tried in so many ways to make me fall into the water. But every attack she made I countered.
The ground changed back to what it was before. Saphire moved away and another took her place.