[Training] watch them get hung up in it

Noah Eyes blinded Hope seems gone But we'll make it out alive There was no surprise that a student would show up eventually. When Noah recognized the voice, without turning his head to see whom it belonged to, he let a smirk curve the corner of his lips. He turned his head towards the dummy she was calling about--and he could of sworn that there wasn't anything there just a minute ago--but sent his stag after it anyway. Just as the stag went for the dummy with lowered antlers and a snorting of pure starlight, it seemed to run right through it rather than burn it like the others. The stag dissipated, Noah's endurance over the magic running out, and he turned to face Alys. He couldn't help but see a flash of a memory behind his eyes at the illusions that Neron could create, and had multiple times in different circumstances. Shaking his head slightly to dislodge the memory, and the distrust, Noah rested his hands on his hips. "Feel like sparring?" He asked.