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Prufalas looked upwards and cringed slightly and cleared her throat and read from the list, in her hand. " The following are to report to Phaereon for Elite training for possible selection,:Visirus, Nexus, Lucilius, Kitya,Neyla, Victoria, and Fenir. May the gods be with you. No weapons are to accompany you at this time."
Her face was streaked with seriousness they knew her to have and she looked towards the castle and whistled and in a flash, a Silvery white female dragon named Lexion swooped down and swept her up and carried her off.

Nexus approached the training grounds solemnly. He was dressed normally, though with some minor changes to his attire to allow for increased movement. He quietly bowed to Phaereon respectfully, "I have arrived as requested my lord." The wind was at Nexus' back, but he still felt a chill at approaching the power before him.

Nexus smiled, a rare display of emotion for his normally serious features. He looked to his compatriots and then knelt down on the ground. He scooped up some dirt in his hands and allowed the grains to flow through his fingers. He was slightly disappointed at the dry grains slipping through the spaces. He stayed there for a moment, calculating his move and observing the surroundings carefully.

Kitya ran as fast as she could reaching where she needed to be. She panted slightly having made it hearing Phaeron speak. She tied her hair back then took in a deep breath as she rushed towards him. She saw the others doing the same getting behind him as she stuck her fist past Lucilius aiming for the Guardian's side.

Seeing his chance, Nexus sprang into action. Sensing the lightning, he threw himself above Phaereon, taking the hit directly and attempting to redirect the bulk of the energy into a series of smaller bolts directed horizontally outward, away from the group. He landed on the side opposite his original position, rolling and coming to a knee. His entire person was for the most part unscathed, except that his jacket's right arm had been singed to almost nothing. The runic tattoo's on his arm glowed bright blue, light already fading to a dull glow. His body twinged for a moment, almost as if he seemed to gain in strength from the exposure to the raw electricity.

The three managed to get away thanks to their comrade's help. Victoria thought on her feet and right before his horns connected the air around Nexus blew him away from contact with the waving motions of Victoria's hands. Soon turning into a fist she punched the air and the winds picked up into a powerful blasts at the Guardian while still in mid jump.

Lucilius summoned water from the snow and launched it in with Victoria's air blast combining their efforts together.

Neyla stood prepared to summon thick vines from the earth beneath the snow and swing the Guardian down crashing toward the earth. She noticed that the five battled off of each other's actions and observations.

Pheareon flew away from Nexus because of the wind and flew further. To keep himself from flying away further he undid part of the fabric that was his glamour. Glamour is the ultimate illusion magic, being able to warp reality. That is how a multi-ton dragon like Phaereon can still be blown away and hurt from punches and kicks while in a 'human' like form. Essentially he is 'human', but he is at the same time not. With incredibly control that all dragon guardians are trained in, the glamour, the reality of one's physical form could be altered. Just like with the scales that popped earlier. They were altered by the glamour as well to fit onto his body in that form, but using the power to it's fullest, you could use stuff from your original bodies size. Giant wings of dark emerald rippled from Phaereon's back. Making him small in between them. He swept his wings forward sending him backwards away from the water and the winds but also blowing them back with the force of his wings and blowing quite a lot of snow towards the fighters. He landed a ways away and the wings vanished. "Oh ho, maybe you lot are better than I thought, but then again maybe not." He said with a smile. "Lets find out from the kid who actually got a hit on me." He said evilly. Phaereon's powers had everything to do with electricity and magnetism. Being a dragon his magic reserves were quite large. His body crackled with electricity, and the sound barrier broke around him sending up a giant plume of snow. But before the sound of him moving or the snow going up, would even register on anythings ears, Phaereon already had moved and was at Kitya about to deliver a Lariat at her neck at the speed of lightning. All of this would have happened in the time it would take for lightning to flash.

(OK, critique time. Kitya, being refreshing all the time. Otherwise you would see that i was already moved away before your hit would have connected. Nexus, get in there you pansy. Persius, if i'm in that type of situation where i'm hanging and can't dodge, you need to go all ******** out. Fights aren't something to drag out. You need to end your enemies quickly)