Altaynna
I'm too lazy to think up something original
Eliza's eyes swept over the crowd, before she moved to help a few of the injured kids. She smiled gently at them, healing their wounds. She would exchange a few pleasant words, being careful not to frighten anyone or betray any information. As she made her rounds, her thoughts traveled. So what was going to happen to the school? Could she teach offensive magic, and if so, which ones? Which ones were too hard?