Unleashed:Awakened part 7!

The next day passed quickly. When it finally got time for Battle Tactics, I went to Sir Douglas. “Sir, instead of fighting Brent today, can I battle my team mate?” he looked at me.
“Why?” He asked.
"You don't think Brent is a match for you anymore?" He said, disapproving.
"No, my new roomie refuses to acknowledge us as equals. I plan to fix that.” I said.
He smiled. “Go ahead. All groups need a leader."
“Lance! Cynthia! Come up.” Sir Douglas boomed.
“So your name is Cynthia? Nice name.” I told her and got on the battle platform.
She just growled. “And… Begin!” sir Douglas called.
I waited for her first move. She threw a weak bolt at me. I smirked. “Is that all you have?” I asked.
I moved to the side and dodged it. “My turn.” I said grinning.
I had wanted to try this spell for a while. I slammed the ground and a cage erupted around her. Then spikes shot up from the ground under her. She barely had enough time to break the bars, and doge it in time. “Almost had you!” I called over, mockingly.
She glowered. “You’re not half bad. I'm taking the kiddie gloves off.” She said.
She launched a wave of magma at me. I smirked. “Shadow!” in a flash he appeared. Seeing the fire, he jumped up, and shot out his own. They hit in the center of the field, and stopped. I smiled grimly. Shadow nodded and disappeared. I grabbed my robot from my Lake. Time to try a new spell.
“Sequence 9! Juggernaut form!” I yelled.
The robot jumped at me and engulphed me. I moved my hand in my suit of robot armor. The action was smooth, like the armor was outer skin. It was perfect. I looked at her. “You’re lucky that I don’t have my sword and shield yet.” I said.
I jumped forward. I pointed my hands at her and a vortex of lightning launched at her. She paled. “A level 10 move? What are you?" she cried, and the lightning covered her. I heard the shield snap. She jumped out of the vortex, in a robot suit of her own. I raised my eyebrows. “It looks like I have to finish this fast, my robot is low on charge.
She launched a powerfull bolt at me, and i crossed my hands to block it. The bolt slammed into my hands, and I flew into a wall. She smirked through her armor. "Guess you arn't as strong as you thought you were, huh?" she asked, trying to br mocking.
But, her breathing was labored, and she was obliviously tired. Raised her hand, and a black spear appeared in it. "I'm so screwed." I thought to myself.
Suddenly, i remembered a spell guide I had found in an ancient book in the library. I raised my right hand into the air. She jumped forward at me and threw her lance. I summoned my blood shield and sent it back. She doged it, but it was too late. “Lightning Rod” the ancient spell shook the arena.
Beams of black lightning shot from my hand and engulphed her. Then the screaming started. Horrified at its power, I stopped it. Cynthia collapsed in a heap on the arena, her armor fried. It melted back into a laptop. I grabbed it and dropped it into my Lake along with my own.
“Class dismissed.” Sir Douglas said, shaken. I grabbed Cynthia, and Bakar and I walked off to our dorm. He looked at me. “That was new. You should update your robot soon. I bet that spell will level it up”. He looked at Cynthia, who was now over my shoulder.
“Well, I hope that teaches her a lesson.” He said, in an attempt to be haughty, bet he looked worried.
As we walked, chatting, Brent appeared around the bend. “Well well, it looks like the two sissies got a girlfriend. The couldn’t find two, so they have to share one!” He said, snickering at his own joke.
He and his gang laughed, and sauntered off. I growled. “If I wasn’t holding Cynthia, I would use lightning rod on that jerk.”
We got to the room right as Cynthia woke up. She jumped out of my hands and looked around. “What happened?” she looked at me and paled.
“How? How did you beat me?” She said, horrified.
“Well, I actually tried.” I said. “You were holding back. But after my display, do you think you can respect us now?” I asked, annoyed. She sighed. “I guess I have no choice.” “My name is Cynthia sixhammer, seven star blackmage. And you?”
“I am Bakar Lightsword. 6 star healer.” Bakar said.
“I am Lance Starfinder, 10 star shadowmage.” I said, without thinking.
They both jumped. I was confused for a moment, but then I remembered what happened. “Crap! I never told Bakar!” I thought, horrified.
“Lance!? Your last name is Starfinder? You said you didn’t know your last name! You are the one the prophecy spoke of aren’t you?” Bakar asked, rattling off questions like a chaingun.
I paled. “I’m sorry Bakar. Harvester told me I had to keep it secret. Please don’t tell anyone” Cynthia looked at us. Again, something like recognition flashed through her eyes, and she moved towards me. She stopped middstep. “Something tells me this year will be quite interesting.” She said, and turned around.