OKAY so perhaps rushing into the fight headfirst hadnât been the best of ideas. Magic school was hardly known for its combat training, and YES Will still had a good grasp on it from his âcolorfulâ childhood. It had been drilled into him for a good portion of life. But... he was RUSTY. Which was what lead to his current thrashing around and manhandling by the assailant. He wondered the Elders would say or do when faced with the situation. A human scumbag. Disgusting, gross, vicious, but human. Would they use their powers? Would they even care if it wasnât a demonic threat? The mere thought of them triggered the punching instinct to join the shoving one. âFuck.â He cursed upon being shoved to the ground. He could kill him. Easily, Will was sure of it. Yet... he couldnât. No, the next people to die by his hands would be a certain two people. Stabbing though, that was an option.Â















