Ciana was standing at the edge of a smoking crater, holding her sword which was bathed in a fading glow. After a moment, the smoke was forcibly cleared, and Camille jumped out. She was lightly charred by the explosion, and sparks were crackling across her body and spiked hair.
"What... the hell... was that for?" Camille panted, trying to pat her hair down, only to shock herself more.
"You and you're blonde moments piss me off!" Ciana shouted, putting her sword away.
"So you zap me with a lightning bolt?" Camille shouted back. "Whatever happened to a dope slap?"
"I'm too pissed off, and the dope slap doesn't appear to be working." Ciana replied. "I'm trying to help you become a better, more efficient thinker, and you're constantly acting stupid!"
"If you don't like my blonde moments, then why do you keep associating with me?" Camille asked.
"Because you're my student." Ciana said.