After spending the entire day learning to fly, both Damon and Dion came back to the dorms, before they parted, and each made way for their dorm buildings.
Damon visited the cafeteria, and snagged a meal, before he finally went up to his dorm room.
"Whew, today was quite entertaining." he muttered and closed the door behind him. He walked over to the couch, and slouched towards it, but suddenly froze just before he came in contact with it.
Damon's sword instantly appeared in his waiting hand, and in one seamless motion, he swung the sword at the space behind him with dire force.
But the sword just passed through the space with no obstruction whatsoever, sending a gust of air billowing the curtains.
"Well well, it seems your senses are still as dull as ever. Rose only took two seconds to sense..." Emmet's form shimmered beside Damon, but before he could finish speaking, Damon swung his sword at the neck of the older man.
