Sam volunteered with a look of boredom. Fae knew that they did not enjoy class but assumed that they volunteered as to have a reason to fight. Sam stepped up to the platform and the force field activated around them. They draw their throwing knives and run a finger down the edge of the smallest knife. The professor presses a button, releasing the boar. Sam stands still, licking the blood off his finger. As the boar charges closer the class and professor tense, worrying that Sam might get hurt. In a flash of rock and metal, Sam is on the other side of the arena and the boar is laying dead where Sam had been standing. He calmly walks over to the boar, removing his knives and licking them clean. He puts them back inside his jean jacket and walks back to his seat.