Jace carefully watched Mr. Toussaint, noting the way he commanded each of the Golems. The third year was at awe as he momentarily looked at his own hand. If he learned how to make a proper golem...then he’d be able to do that? Eyes up front again, Jace discreetly took his wand out from his arm holster and eyed the heads of each golem. Back in his first year, he had fun climbing the topiaries at the tower patch so climbing a 7-foot tall golem wouldn’t be a problem. However, he thought that it was the easy route to take. He figured that his teachers have worked hard to equip him with the right information to execute and defeat creatures or beings that are dark in nature.

As he eyed the aleph on the wooden golem, Jace assumed the basic fighting stance in kendo with his cherry wand pointed straight at the golem’s head. As his usual in any kendo match, Jace was fully aware of his opponent, his senses automatically heightened. The sweeping movement of the golem’s hand was somehow anticipated as he saw the shift on the golem’s shoulder, and Jace quickly jumped back to avoid being hit.

There must be a way to stop the golem. There’s no way he could aim at the aleph and nick it out easily. Eyes still on the wooden beast, Jace reached out to the nearest student and shook his...or her arm. “Distract the wooden golem! I have an idea!”