Bolstering his purpose.

[15:06] Hung from his shoulders such a massive blade that had never once been touched by the hands of Sera had been tasked to be wielded. His place taken before this ookami which had worked so diligently to protect such children with a drop of divine blood. Idly glancing between both his blade and Spudnicus, the overwhelming amount of divine potential which poured from such refused to move.

Even as a hand rose towards the hilt of this weapon, it couldn't be grasped as easily as so many others could with such ease.

"... I can't touch my sword unless I'm in actual danger." Those words as serious as ever with his hand never once drawing closer towards such a hilt. Falling back beneath his cloak as the divine glow which had surrounded such would fade all the very same. Offering only a single shake back towards the Ookami, winds would find themselves instantly colliding with their protector.

"So! I'll just help you train with your blade! I'll throw stuff at you while knocking you back, and you have to slash through it to hit me!"

Bobbing and nodding his head up and down, a childish grin would find itself returning.

"Sound fair, Spudnicus?"

Such a question not even remotely waiting for his answer, as those winds which had rushed towards the ookami now only continued to pick up in strength.
(Sera Elisheva)
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[15:16] Airgenald would blink for a moment hearing the angel speak of not raising his sword unless mortal harm was brought. Conflict could be seen rising in his amber eyes as his mind raced between a series of thoughts.

It is my duty to protect the Angels. Sera can not raise his sword unless the element of harm is introduced. I can not harm Sera, but both of us must grow stronger.

The quandary would be solved as his wisdom and brilliance shown through. A compromised reach as he suggested he would assail the ookami with his holy winds while the defender would have to weather his storm.

A firm nod was given, his shield raised just in time as a gale struck him, pushing him back far on the beach. Much ground had already been lost as he was struck, and he would shift the gravity around him to grow heavier as bursts of air continued pushing him back, his boots digging into the stand.

Airgenald would whip his blade around the shield, creating asly flourish of his own wind to create some reprieve as he dashed forward, rooting himself in the ground as he ducked behind his shield. He would time his advances in-between each gust. As he closed the gap, he would dash forward, mistiming his step to be caught just as he went to swing, the flat of his blade just nicking the Angel's cloak.

A wall of sand would rise to catch him as he readied himself for the next wave, his amber hues glowing with divine determination.
(Sir Airgenald Spudnicus Ixis)
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[15:21] "I won't hold back then, Spudnicus." Those words spoken now as stones would find themselves physically pulled from the sands by these winds. Those pale blue eyes shining back from behind these holy energies imbued in this cyclone all directed towards someone who had given himself to their protection.

This was for the benefit of both, each able to clash against one another without blades needing to be drawn.

He spoke not a single word as these stones now rocketed towards their protector at blazing speeds. Even if grazing his flesh they would find wounds opening and slicing through such from the sudden sharpness of these stones. Only adding to the real dangers and reality that Sera had wished to produce for this training session.

"This is going to be dangerous! If you get seriously hurt, you have to tell me right away! So, come at me, Sir Airgenald Spudnicus!"

Those words bellowed excitedly now as more and more stones would continue to fling and slam into the shield of this man, all waiting his assault.
(Sera Elisheva)
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[15:36] Sera's words only stoked the confidence that Airgenald felt welling within him, to put everything he had into their mutual betterment. Being attuned to the earth around him, he felt as the rocks leave his senses and become bullets for him to avoid.

"Do not concern yourself for me, Sacred Sera Elisheva!" The ookami would howl out as he focused the wolf blood that coarsed through his veins. He'd dash forward at great speed, his eye sight sharper as it saw the rocky bullets fly towards him, his reflexes heightening.

He would duck, bob, and weave through the barrage any chance he could, raising his shield when dodging wasn't an option. He would quickly learn on the first hit that a static block would be useless, the force of the rock denting his shield with enough recoil to break his arm- this was the power of the Angel's themselves.

He'd grit his teeth and he continued forward, shooting to the side out of the direct assault. His shield would tilt at an angle, making any bullet he couldn't dodge a glancing blow as it ricocheted off and embedding itself into the cliffside near them.

He'd continue pushing himself to move faster and swifter, using his own winds to propel himself forward while redirecting the holy maelstrom of gale and rock that Sera had created for him.

In a flash, he'd disappear from sight, making himself seen just in the Angel's periphery before knocking him off his feet with a bash against the flat of his shield.

His reflexes quick enough to step forward, catching the angel's hand before he could reach the ground. "A formidable display, Sera." He'd compliment with a wag of his tail.
(Sir Airgenald Spudnicus Ixis)
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[15:45] Never once did he move a single muscle as mana had been forced to bend these elements for such a purpose. Winds of which he had so easily come to conjure never once faltering as they smashed against the shield of their protector, stones all being knocked and sliced away as that effortless push forwards was exhilarating to witness.

Witnessing first hand how far he had come to push himself, how easily he was able to withstand even a Demi-Angel as compared to what he had once been.

"You're not getting past me!" Those words spoken once more as stones forced themselves out of the ground in rapid succession, plucked free by these gusts and slammed forwards as boots dug into these grounds beneath him. Bracing himself for any impact that may follow from the loss, the inevitable defeat from someone which pursued only growth for their betterment.

He was more like a proud parent than a partner, however a hand had come to clasp over his own.

Those windshalting as a look of pure shock and surprise had overtaken this Demi-Angel. Looking upon Spudnicus with those sky blue eyes only admiring the strength which had radiated from this man. Swallowing down that admiration which clung to his throat, the inability to speak replaced only with that same smile.

"Very good, you've... Grown a lot since I first saw you! I'm proud to call you our protector now, Sir Spudnicus."

With a grin all that could be offered, his own hand would finally lower and tuck back beneath his cloak.

"Still, I guess I lost, Miss Ashera."
(Sera Elisheva)
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[16:00] Ashera Ixis says, "Alright. Start hitting my rock shields with your fists."
[16:01] Words could not express how humbled the Ookami was to earn words of praise from the Angel, he was one of the youngest, but his power and grace was exemplified through the magic he wielded. He would be the tempest of change that would cure the plights of Agartha, and Airgenald would be honored as he was accepted as his protector, his progress to grow stronger so that he would be the virtuous shield that would protect them from the filth and evil that plagued this continent.

His body would go stiff as the words graced his ears, sinking in. It would be a long minute as he stood there in awe, basking in the Angel's kindness before taking a knee and bowing his head.

"It is not just my immense honor, but the greatest pleasure to serve and defend you and your family. Your words humble me greatly- but I shall not let your praise cause me to fall into pride. I still have a ways to go- but with the guidance of you and the others, I will grow to be your loyal shield as we aid Elisheva in her quest."

They were still in the middle of class, but Spudnicus was so overcome with emotion that he couldn't help but praise and reassure the holiest among them of his intentions to do nothing but defend them and further their goals.
(Sir Airgenald Spudnicus Ixis)