[Special Class - Mahlan Ulmace] [Done, 1299 words +3rpoints]

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Humming happily under the pumpkin sun, Mahlan walks around in light clothing despite the chill of approaching season. In her hand was a small potted plant that gathers FEAR to aid his recovery. Really, what did that Tsukumogami was thinking? Roped into a rescue operation like that, and returned in energy-saving form because he exhausted his supply of FEAR...

When she absentmindedly walked to the temporary dwelling of that ghost, someone-something short grabbed Mahlan's hand, nearly made her dropped the potted plant "Wha' are ya doin'!" She protested, but the gnome just said "What are you saying, miss-aren't you a participant of Triwazzardin Torunament?" "I ain't participating in anythin' right no'w!" She grunted, shooing the small creature- "-but haven't you put your name into the Goblet of FIYAH? Yanno, the wooden cup with blue FIYAH?" The gnome protested-

"Methought tha' was trash bin innit?" "-NO IT'S NOT!"

Well, that's what happened. Missing her chance to slip out when somebody that looked like an ancient magus recites something on the opening ceremony, Mahlan was tied down---

-well, from the surrounding chattering she did know that this would be counted as extra class. Oh well.  

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TASK 1: SPRITE SLAYAAAH
She was brought to a ring, filled with toppled columns of stone---was it a pillar before collapsing? The flooring is large slabs of stone, probably taken from some sort of mountain range-
"Mmmh? Why it is so warm here?" She can feel her sap drying quickly into semisolid state.
Crrrrk.
A sound of something pulling the large chain near her, along with a sudden cheering from the audience makes her attention snaps back to the strange-looking, totally unnatural cave in front of her.

If this is an arena, then...

THMP.
A heavy sound of something hitting the earth resounded, followed by another dangling of the chain. THMP. Again the sound echoed from inside the cave-

A strange reptile face stared at her from the dark opening. "Ey. I dunno about this-can I resign now?"

The jury signaled no. Fire-breathing mutant sprite, and a plant spirit. Their compatibility is just bad. Not to mention-her weapon is just a shabby stick. It's supposed to be a kind of artifact or something that is graded D, judging from the amount of FEAR inside the object---while she didn't have the ability to [Jack] into object to perfectly understand what it is and what can it do, her own ability as a plant spirit enables her to ascertain what function an object made from plant material can do.

"YEAH!" She heard the citizens cry out, "SLAY THE SPRITE!"

"Nononono it's impossible ain't it!" Groaned Mahlan, pointing at the large creature with the stick "Howeve' you look at tha' I would need a weapon!"

'Use the Stick, Use the Stick!' the crowd yelled like it's a charm or something- "ABRA KADABRA ALAKAZAM!" the chorus said, and the tip of the stick lit up, charged with some sparks. Maybe if she can shot enough of these bolts---

"Arrright. Maybe I can't back up here, but if I can defeat tha' overgrown lizzah' I can get outta here righ't?"

Taking off a glob of hardened sap from her body, Mahlan tossed the lump to the mutant sprite. "It's ON YA!"

HP: 30/30
Sprite HP:30  

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"ABRAAAAH-"
She aimed the stick on the creature, using exaggerated movement- "KAAAADDAAAABRAAAAH-" putting her left hand to support the right, Mahlan gripped the stick even harder-

"ALAKAZHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM!"

BOOOM

Apparently, not sticking to the pronunciation of the spell can cause the artifact to malfunction---or in her case, literally explode. Even if the blast made the cave collapse, burying the sprite underneath-since it did knock her unconscious too, it counted as her lost. She was told that upon awakening at the nurse office.

"So? Can I go off now?" Asked Mahlan energetically.
-but no. She must participate and complete all three events to be 'released'.

Inside her mind, she apologized to the Tsukumogami. Seems this'll take longer than I thought. Sorry~  

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Stage 2: The Loch of Locks...and many things.

While grumbling why did she needs to complete all three challenges to be 'released' from the tourna-whatschamillit, she walked to the next 'stage' of the tournament. Being an event allegedly held weekly and traditionally took by all students of the Academy (which she NEVER HEARD before), the committee set the stages as follows: 1: Sprite Slaying, 2: Lake Diving and 3: Maze Running. All's fancy and that, but why did they make the order that way; can't it be the slaying part at the end, and lake diving first?

Either way, the contestant are brought to the pier jutting out into the lake. A hellspawn, playing with a fireball was sitting next on the pile of arm floats and life-vests. Judging from the nameplate on his chest, this one's named Rengath. He explained a bit before a gnome in diving suit ripped off her Student Badge- "OYYY!" Mahlan tried to trip the small critter with her tail, but nope, it slipped and plunged into the dark lake.

Aaaand now she has a reason to plunge into the lake. Not to mention the provocation that the gnomes get to say they beat Mah on a fight. Darn no. When Rengath asked did she need anything else, Mahlan did some warming-up and plunged straight into the lake. Being a plant spirit, a being closer to ghost she didn't need to breathe as long as there's enough sunlight---or on in this case, Pumpkinsun.  

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As she dived into the lake, an upside-down forest of fishing lines and hooks digs into her clothes and body, yet because her current body is only temporary form made from FEAR and taking in the characteristic of a tree, the skin part is made from hard bark, Mahlan just swam past the hurdle with brute strength, ignoring the minimal loss to her FEAR reserve.

HP:25/30  

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Past the forest of lines and hooks was an open area of water which surface covered with so many nets people can only imagine the one who prepared this stage have something like a fetish against nets, the plant spirit swam effortlessly after spreading sap on her skin, causing any net tying to tangle slid off. Thankfully this lake is freshwater one!

HP:25/30  

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At last, the locks. Along with some bombs. Her pin are rested inside a small glass case, locked with some locks. Some of those are easily distinguishable as fake, because the chains connected not to the box but to the bombs.

But screw that. wanting not to spend any more time here, she inserted the key given onshore to the nearest lock-*click*

BOOOM

"...not this again." She grunted, landing on the pier like a dead fish. Clink. Oh hey, that's her student pin.  

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Stage 3: Maze of Mystery
The time has come for the last event...and the most time-consuming. At front of her was a large maze. The assistant Rengath walks in again, saying some words of encouragement like 'there's no explosive things in here' to Mahlan, which has pissed off enough not to take the advice to heart. So the maze is filled with many dangers, including the glowing mist---

"Den so'what." She grumbled, stomping the ground. She was a plant ghost, which innate ability was manipulation of plantkind. Sorry if I cheated a little! she said, sensing all nearbly plant-the grass, the moss, the lichen, the trees, the shrubs, the minis...

"Here, a whistle and signal" "Don't needit." She muttered lowly and walked into the maze with confidence...

Left. Left. Right. Straight. Trapwall, go left. Straight, Straight, Left, Right, Right...

She proceeds deeper into the maze without problems, and within minutes a small platform raised her into the limelight-Mahlan cleared the maze with a record time, she held the golden gourd high into the air.

After a while of fanfare, Rengath waves her towards a table where a certificate of completion was handled.

AT LAST I CAN VISIT REI! HUZZAH.
[cleared!]