Nusakan and Leliarre

[Dark Lord Dyzm]

Stepping into the sun, Dyzm led the apprentices into a out door section of the training grounds. Small trees dotted the corners.

"This is your battleground, the southwest corner of the training field. Use any means possible to fight. Good Luck"

[Nusakan]

Nusakan paced outwards with Leliarre and Dyzm, surveying the area in silence. He smirked, and awaited his sparring partners first move. Apparently they were to control some creature, or so he understood it, and have the beasts fight.

[Leliarre Nightshade]

Leliarre's lips quirked in a half smile. This should be... educational, to say the least. Perhaps even fun. "Are you ready?" She asked Nusakan.

[Nusakan]

He gave a nod and folded his arms tightly over his chest, glancing about the area. In truth, he was unsure as to how to start this task.

"You are seeded first attack."

[Leliarre Nightshade]

"Very well." Her grin grew slightly predatory.
Leliarre set the furry little craeture down to the ground, positioning herself behind it. Her grin disappeared immediately as she concentrated, hard. her thoughts were focused on the creature... she was careful not to try to become the creature; that was not the point... she mustn't lose herself in its thoughts... the point was to control the creature.
Her thoughts, her ideas pressed onto the thing's mind. The girl nudged it's consciousness.
The creature twitched.
Her lips moved softly. "Best get yours ready," she murmured, sweat beginning to prickle her with the effort of holding the creature in her sway.

[Nusakan]

He looked at the tiny critter at his feet and nodded somewhat. His mind brushed against its with some effort and mingled together to tap into its drives, urges and fears. Nusakan half closed his eyes, as a glazed look passed over them.

The creature squaked and leapt back and forth from foot to foot, glaring towards its opponent.

[Leliarre Nightshade]

With a squeal of rage, Leliarre's creature suddenly lunged at Nusakan's, claws swiping fiercely at it.