Larrel didn't sit, instead he built a shield under the floor, in case he needed defence, "I just called you, a hairy giant, seems you don't shave" he said smiling smugly

Tyler froze. Oh gosh, he was getting angry. Very angry. He could feel his brain shutting off... no good no good. He stood up very slowly, his fist clenching and unclenching slowly. Tyler bit the inside of his cheek and looked up slowly, staring Larrel in the eye, his eyes glinting dangerously. He flexed his arm muscles a moment, his neck getting tense a sigh he tried to turn around and walk out. And failed. Larrel was just trying to make him mad... it wouldn't work... but it did work. Tyler was mad. He stayed very still for a moment, trying to force himself to turn around. Then Tyler launched himself forward and punched Larrel in the nose quicker than the boy couldn't bring the shield up

Larrel growled and held his nose, "you have no control over your temper, how sad" he said, blue blood started to run down his face, Larrel raised his hand, bringing up the ice shield through the floor, and moved it to his other hand, then lifted a finger, Ice spikes shot through the floor, right where Tyler was standing, the spikes went to work at his feet, making them cold and shredding them

Tyler whirled around, spreading his wings and smacking Larrel with them. He left the room and took off, not caring how much it hurt or where he went. Larrel couldn't follow him into the sky. Tyler wanted to roar in anger and punch Larrel some more... but he just couldn't. He shouldn't. His shoulders sagged, and with each flap of his wings the pain grew and the anger subsided. Tyler finally just gave up and tucked his wings in, crashing into the canopy. He hit the ground with thump, wincing as all the air was pushed out of his lungs. Or, at least the lung that was working. He just laid there, staring up at the sky.

Larrel laughed as he saw Tyler fly away, "go on Peter Pan, your not growing up anytime soon" he said, turning away, taking a seat

Tyler wondered how Larrel could be so... like this. Tyler had tried his hardest to control his temper, he had tried to ignore Larrel, nothing worked. He knew he needed to get back to class, so Tyler stood and placed a hand on his ribs before striding out of the forest. He walked back to the class room and sat down at a desk, dropping his head down and covering himself with his big black wings.

Larrel watched as Tyler came back in, Larrel allowed a small chuckle, and red his book

Jasper watched the two go back and forths, a smile girn on her face when Tyler landed a punch on Larrel. She continued to sit there observing. Finally when the two seemed like they were settling down for now without trying to kill each other she closed her eyes. She was already tired from using her powers a lot earlier that morning but she didn't care Larrel had this coming for him. She focused turning all the air around Larrel that was cold to warm, she watched as he shifted getting uncomfortable by the air change before turning it up. She slowly focused making the heat raise up higher and higher, not enough to kill a cryo like him but just enough to make it unbearbale

Larrel shifted, he breath coming in and out, he was now panting, then it got to the point where a scream lashed out of him, he wriggled and tryed to claw at the air, his eyes rolled back in pain, he started to wheeze,

Jasper sat back watching her eyes were dull with no mercy. She let him struggle for a little more before finally replacing the air back to cold. She changed it slowly though so he didn't go into shock from the sudden tempetrue change. She got the air around him so cold to the point everyone could see his breathe in the air