Kay sat back in her chair and eyed the science teacher crookedly, and then looked back to the Principal, but only a glance was given. "Oh there will be competition, sir. My Charm students will defeat your Science students 10 times over." She said confidently, because the plan that she had was to make them strong, and sturdy, as well as nimble enough to escape and deflect attacks from any of the others.
Armand laughed deeply "You think your Charm students will be able to beat a class of pure fighters? Under my instruction these students will learn everything they need to know." He said confidently, with a little bit of a proud undertone in his voice.
Meanwhile, Nash had gone off to the Nurses office again and when he walked in she sighed and looked at him over her glasses "Yes, Mr. Rio?" she said to him tiredly. Nash replied "I think my magic teacher made my wrist better, maybe. She told me to come here to see." he chuckled uncomfortably at the words that just came out of his mouth. "I'll call the orthopedist to bring the machine and check if you want, but all of this is going on your bill, you know." Nash gulped at the thought, a bill meant it would be going to his parents, meant it would be known to them that he was injured, which meant a frantic phone call from his Mother if he didn't call her first. He'd do it tomorrow. "Yeah," was what came out of his mouth.
15 minutes later the orthopedist came back into the room, "Good evening Mr. Rio, I just saw you not too long ago, but you claim your magic teacher has healed you?" he questioned Nash. Nash looked at him and shrugged not saying anything, because he didn't claim it, his teacher did. "Well I'll check you out, just to see what's going on." The orthopedist pulled out the portable machine again and did another scan of his wrist, showing a perfectly healed tendon. "Impossible," was the only thing that the orthopedist had to say. Nash looked over at the screen also seeing a perfectly healed tendon his excitement grew in his belly knowing that he'd be able to get back to fighting immediately. "Now Nash, don't go over doing it tomorrow just because this shows that it's healed. I don't trust the bonds, so, take it easy. I'll write a new note for you stating that you are not to use your right arm in combat for 2 weeks, just to be sure." Nash started to get upset at that point "2 weeks?! But it's healed! It looks like nothing ever happened to it, ever!! Come on please just the rest of this week and then let me go back to regular fighting?! Please!" His begging worked because the orthopedist agreed to it and gave him a note excusing him from contact on his right hand for the rest of this week. "If it hurts again, you put that brace back on and come here immediately, okay?" The orthopedist said to him and Nash nodded quickly. "Thank you." Nash ran out of the nurses office quickly and back to his dorm, this time, holding his brace in his right hand, instead of on it. Bursting through the door of the dorm room he said to Dingo "It's healed! It worked!"