Alixan froze as the instructor singled him out. He tried to hide his fear but wore it plainly on his face. With a slight tremble, he managed to walk to the arena and stand a few feet away from the instructor, straining his neck somewhat trying to meet his eyes. "I don't have a weapon, sir," Alixan mumbled, his eyes immediately falling to the floor. Even with the arena mats placed there, it did not seem like soft surface to be slammed into. Alixan knew he couldn't fight the teacher, but he could at least use his size to slip away from his grasp and hopefully dodge his attacks until he became bored.<br/><br/>"Power isn't important to me, I just want to control it... I don't want to hurt anyone, I guess that's my price," Emily replied with a faint smile. She kept her hand on his back, feeling as though he might need a gentle touch after everything.<br/>Emily's gaze wandered to Rila, she smiled as the werewolf opened her eyes. She drew Finn's attention back to Rila, hoping that now they could reconcile properly since they were both conscious. "You missed a lot while you were sleeping, Rila," she said, winking at her.