"Alright, everybody! My name is Luna Armstrong. So, you're all meisters of long-ranged triggered weapons, I trust? Good. Now, my partner Ignis here and I will demonstrate how to properly use one without the fear of knockback, misfire, and we'll show you how to aim properly without missing your target. Ignis, let's go." Outside on the steps of the DWMA sat a small group of students, their weapons at their sides, listening intently to the woman speaking. The dark-skinned man beside her stepped up, and in a flash of reddish-orange, transformed into a large, intricate flamethrower. Oohs and aahs came from the students as Luna caught him with ease. "Now then. Weapons, go ahead and get into weapon form. Meisters, I'll show you how it's done." As the lesson went on, Luna's mind was elsewhere. How long must I keep at this? Being human is so...boring. Patience, Luna...just a few more hours. Then you'll be alone...