The next day...
"Class 3-F, Class 3-C, I assume you are aware of today's subject."Professor Ramsay regards the two classes gathered before him gruffly, as the group gathers in the academy's training rooms, normally reserved for combat practice classes. The training room they are in is a simple affair; a simple floor of wooden planks, large enough to allow multiple classes to maneouvre around, with chalk squares drawn to mark sparring circles, and an elevated, large arena towards the other end of the room, a staircase in front of which the professor stands.
"As you know, you are ordinarily expected to use your abilities against Fiends. Most of your combat time in the field, should you choose to advance there, will be against Fiends. However, Fiends are not the only threats in the field. As you know, an increasing part of the world's population are born with Artes, and this includes those who would use Artes to harm others."
"Thus, you must understand how to remain vigilant against sentient as well as fiendish targets."
You may question the logic of fighting against the Artes of classmates you already know, and we're aware of that. I won't sugarcoat what we can prepare you for. The Automata Fiends you fought were created as a simulacrum of real Fiends, but they are nowhere near as brutal or as strong as the real thing. Similarly, you will be caught unawares in the field by enemies whose Artes you do not know. The aim here is to prime you, prepare you with the basics and trust your skills to carry the rest."Professor Ramsay folds his arms, his armor groaning to contain his muscular mass.
"Do you have any questions, before we begin today's session?"