The ferocious, and mighty beast's head is spinning as he topples down from the water. Wric is frozen in place the entire time. Why couldn't he get the nerve to move? He didn't freeze in combat ever. Maybe it was the fearlessness in the sky blue haired nymph's move, and unwavering confidence. Traits he didn't possess. The battles he'd fought in back in his home land all came at a cost. It was easy to be brave when there was no adversity in the opponents you fought. The same invaders it was easy what to expect, but the mighty beast that seemed to be bested by her was not something he was used to approaching. The bull stands up, and brushes his now soaked armor off before unchaining it in the back, and heaving the armor wet off. "I feel like I just gained fifty pounds!" He shouts, but it's not in the same demeaning tone he'd use with the other students. It was ecstatic as if he was truly happy to have been beaten. A hulking finger points, and waves at the girl's chest. "YOU, HERO."<br/><br/>A trio of students runs at the bull, and it's like he has a sixth sense. His giant axe swinging around like it was a katana, and he stops it right before he nearly slices all three of them in half. The blade close enough to shave the hairs off their chins. "SIDEKICKS." He announces in a bellowing roar before proceeding to drop kick each one of them like a foot bell. There screams heard as they ascend into the air, only to be heard flying through the skies till they collapse into the stands of the coliseum. It's not clear if they are gravely injured, or not. "Where were we..?" He says trying to find the girl's partner who just stood there.<br/><br/>Wric is stationary in the same spot as animal's eyes land on him. His hand brushing over his wrist as arrow drops from the string of his bow. "Sidekick." Heart break evident in voice as he mouths the word in unison with the Minotaur. Blue haired vixen's gloating crawls under his skin, but teeth grip lower lip. Would it truly be bad to be her eye candy? No, you could never.. You didn't come this far to be put in your place by a girl. "Trust me when I say.. I can see it in your face boy.." The beast howls out as he pats his chest like a gorilla. "The evaulation is not wrong.. Satyr's are nothing more than lowly canon fodder.. and never will amount to more."<br/><br/>Wric resists urge to rush the beast, and he shakes his head. He was a mess internally, but he swallows his pride. "I guess that means you pick the curriculum we follow." It was a tradition that heroes lead, and side kicks follow, so naturally Myth-U lets the hero select the classes the pair take. "I'm at your command."" The words hurt more to say then anything. His dreams were long gone.