She had gone to complete smoke as his flame had caught her. It was the only way to get out of his range. He was powerful, more so than she, but not more skilled. Otherwise, she would have been a stain on the floor with the eruption of his wings, and the show of force he offered. The power had been enough that she had to retreat into herself and let her spell fall. She would be getting an earful for the slight, but as long as her master didn't do anything to embarrass her, she was fine.<br/><br/>She flashed into a solid form behind him, her blade again at his throat from behind, an amused tone floating around her, "You are cleaning that." She was satisfied with his progress, and with his strength. He was more powerful by far then any other she had trained in over one hundred years, and it dampened her panties to know that if he could keep his head, he would overtake the general.<br/><br/>She lowered her blade, returning it to its place with a slide of steel that echoed in the room. The others that had gathered clapped and money exchanged hands, before they began to wander away. Her suit wasn't even wrinkled, her appearance as pristine as before their short battle.<br/><br/>"You learned more about yourself than you knew before. I think you are ready to begin formalized training tomorrow night. Since you are have progressed so far, you will be coming with me on a mission in thirty minutes. Be ready and on the roof in fifteen. I need to speak with the man up stairs."<br/><br/>Vivian didn't offer the leader of this groups' name. It wasn't spoken frequently, them each having their own name for him and for what type of demon he was. She knew the truth, but wasn't at liberty to disclose the information, secrecy being strong in her blood as much as shadows.