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"You were impaled?" She asked, looking more curious then shocked.

Victor could sense something as the door was opened "Is that a Priaced?" He thought before opening his eyes and sitting up to see who had come in. "Who is there?"

Althea looked up as Athena and another new student walked in. “Hello Athena, another new student?” She asked, smiling brightly.

Naesala walked up to the school gates, having noticed some new students arrive just before her. She clutched her bag at her side, taking a deep breath to calm herself before entering the school.

Etta turned her attention to the voice that asked her who was there, and glided over to reply. "Etta white," she introduced herself. "Who are you?" She asked him.

He cleared his throat. "Sorry, I'm feeling sickly due to the holidays. My name is Victor and I'm to teach the students Illusion magic." He said with a kind smile. "Before I fall back asleep, are you a Priaced?" He asked.

Etta paused before answering, "Not exactly," she said, but didn't offer any further explanation.
"What sort of powers do you have?" She asked.

Althea watched the two interact, smiling slightly to herself. She turned back around to face the window.

What’s going on?

"It may not look like it, but I'm an god of Illusions." He leaned against the backboard of the bed.

"A god?" She asked, widening her eyes slightly. "What sort of things can you do? Change your appearance, make something seem to be there when it isn't? Disorient people?" She asked again, seeming very interested, and she also looked like she might've been impressed.

Naesala walked into the school and through the halls, wandering around. She wasn’t really in a hurry to find anyone, she’d just let them come to her.

Avi was running around outside again. He ran into a girl who seemed to be an elf.”Sorry.” He apologized running around to find.

He chuckled before looking over at Althea. "This little one is adorable." He looked back to Etta. "Yes I can, but what you described is something you kids could pull off."

Naesala watched as the boy ran into her before running off again. “It’s alright.” She called before continuing on her way.