Thu Jun 16, 2011 6:48 pm by Dante the Deceiver
*There had been a slight complication. On the way tot he duelists circle, after briefly speaking to his new students, Dante had been just entering the facility when Azazel had run up to him, and explained that a woman needed severe medical attention. Both of the men practiced medicine, but it was no secret that Azazel was used to field medicine, and Dante was a surgeon, quickly Dante had made the call; Azazel would be the one to evaluate the students, while Dante attended tot he woman's wounds in the operating room.*
*As such, it was Azazel, and not Dante that slowly walked into the Duelists circle. Silently, he watched the two interact with each other, and raised an eyebrow indeed when one invited the other to duel.
Silently, he leaned back against the wall, content to watch. He was here after all, to evaluate. And these two, fighting each other, would indeed do their best. After the bout was over, or Azazel was satisfied as to their evaluation, he would either let the duel carry out, or end it.*
*As such, he looked on with extreme fascination.*