Amora stood and nodded, "Thanks" OF course, she didn't think she would need anything. She stepped past Marali, who shot her a glare, and headed back to the gardens. She wanted to keep practicing on her own.<br/><br/>'Cold...' An icy ball shot from her fingertips and hit the dummy. She let out a huff. Perhaps it wouldn't be so hard, fighting with magic, on account of how fast she was learning as it was. Physical combat, on the other hand, would be a different story. She wasn't the strongest when it came to lifting things, so she would have to see how well it would work.<br/><br/>She was about to try again when a rustle turned her attention from her studies. There was hardly any wind at all, why would the leaves be stirring, unless... Amora took a fighting position, watching all around her for anyone trying to sneak up on her. There was no one to be found, but she knew better. Tehvar had done the same trick the first time they practiced together, and she wasn't going to be fooled again.<br/><br/>She prepared herself for a fight, though if it was a demon stalking her she wasn't sure how long she could last. After all, demons were stronger and smarter than humans.<br/><br/>Suddenly, the feeling of someone grabbing her shoulder from behind made her yelp, a spell forming in her mind. She whirred around, about to let loose a torrent of fire, when she suddenly felt dizzy. 'The spell I used on Tehvar...' she knew, trying to shake off the effects before it was too late. "My, aren't you a jumpy little thing?" she heard a casual sounding voice right in her ear. She turned her head to see a demon with pale, pale skin and silvery hair flowing down his back. He seemed rather collected for someone who had just snuck up on her.<br/><br/>Amora swallowed, quickly recalling last night and praying this demon did not mean to do to her as Gemgrald did. She glanced up at the house, recalling her master's office was facing the gardens. She hoped he would look out the window at some point. "Do you... wish to see my master, sir?" she asked meekly, hoping not to get struck for speaking. "Yes, and I wanted to see how my competitor was doing with training his 'champion'." he chuckled lightly at the thought of a human being a champion of anything.<br/><br/>Amora hardly breathed, slowly inching towards the door, "Yes, I'll go get him." she murmured. He released his grip, thankfully on Amora's case, and followed her into the house. Marali, who was hanging by the door, looked utterly shocked at this recent event, and quickly stepped back. "Master" Amora called, feeling very conscious of the demon right behind her, once they got to his door. "There is someone who wishes to see you."<br/><br/>((You can control him to your benefit))