As the doors opened ten professors could be seen lining up to deal with the intruders. Out front stepped the officer.
He grinned a wicked smile. "Well, I must say that this is an unexpected pleasure. I was hoping to burn some Leagaian filth to the ground. Who is the first to burn at the stake? Oh, why should I pick favorites?" The path behind the group ignites in flames as the 'cloud' overhead swirls violently. "You all get to die together. One big happy Bar-B-Que of roadkill. I must ask if you have any last words."
Savranth steps forward. "Just one, sir. Lumina."
The professors all stop and look at each other, mumbling to themselves.
"Oh. have you com back, Savranth." A woman asks as she comes out from behind the professors.
"Did you get tired of war?"
"No, Headmaster. These people are not from our world and seek to gain knowledge from the library here at the school. I escorted them here."
"Is that so." She looks to the officer. "It's okay, Blake. As you can see there are no people here to recruit for your war. Nor are there enemies to kill."
'Blake' looked at the Headmaster. "With all due respect, Anna, I'll-"
Snow and water jump up and dose the flames as a torrent doses the cloud of flame.
"My magic is much stronger than yours here, warmonger." 'Anna' replied.
"Very well, but I still want to see if there are those willing to fight Legaia here. I trust that is okay, Headmaster." Blake stresses that word to reveal the disdain he has for her, and takes a backward glance at Savranth, before he walks back into the school.