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Nate thought about the footsteps comment for a moment before nodding.
"I win then."
Suddenly directly between Nate and Matthew was a full sized mirror, and Matthew was bleeding from a cut lip, the image perfectly matching Matthew in every observable way.
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Nate was already moving, running sidelong across the room. Couldn't stand still and let him cut him down, walls appeared, just over seven feet tall. Perfectly white, and there wasn't just one or two. It was almost a small maze. Keeping himself, and other possibilities out of the site of his audience.
Another easy magic trick, and it wasn't even really magic. A simple bag of marbles, though only about twenty in number were dropped to the floor, bouncing and bounding, in Nate's hodgepodge attempt at concealing his movements.
« Last Edit: Feb 16, 2016 13:42:18 GMT -6 by Nathaniel Crane »
Mathew wouldn't move and instead focused on the vibrations in the ground. It was time to test and see if Nate could see through his own illusions part of the floor shot up in a slab in front of where Nate would be running. Along with some around the marbles. Just in case.
Nate kept his forward momentum, skirting around the pillar to keep everything as uniform as possible. He didn't want to disrupt his footsteps, and most certainly didn't want to hit the pillar.
The illusions were simple in nature and easy to maintain. A deck of cards then, thankfully with all the practice at hiding, palming, and throwing the cards they could be dangerous, at least in the paper-cut sense.
Cards started to shoot out of the walls toward Matthew from all angles, as Nate continued to move. Timing his own thrown cards, each card flying through a slit created perfectly to fit the card, towards his face, and arm. Should the attack succeed, Matthew would suffer a grisly paper-cut.
« Last Edit: Feb 16, 2016 13:14:35 GMT -6 by Nathaniel Crane »
He wasn't fooled by the fake cards coming from angles that he knew Nate wasn't at, but he also thought the real card would be fake, and one would slice across his cheek giving him a good papercut with a small amount of blood. He'd bring a finger up to the stinging wound and touch the small amount of blood.
"B+. Creative, but you would have died in a real fight. We are at war now, I'd advise you to not think of these things as games. Now get!"
Every illusion in the room would shatter, leaving only the pair of them in the room.
"That was a real fight Mr..?" Nate tilts his head a bit looking to the instructor curiously. "That WAS a real weapon, and you would have put me in the hospital. I played by your rules, it was to first blood. You're absolutely right, war isn't a game. But war isn't just about surviving either... And err... I really don't know where I'm going, mind helping me out a bit?" His voice carried that same friendly tone, and his stance was relaxed and confident.
Nate nodded toward Mathew and moved to start picking up his marbles. (Hahaha, he's not crazy yet.) "Thank you again Mr Instructor guy. I'll just wait here, I don't really know where else to go or what else to do." He grinned toward the Instructor happily pocketing the little glass globes.
"Which would be where? The nice secretary lady led me here. This is Cago, big city on the lake. I've never been here before. Don't know where anything is. And what is your name, unless you would prefer I just refer to you as nice instructor guy?"