"Ah yes, my apoligies. I didnt give you the chance to ask any questions before we started. How rude of me..." he crossed his arms. "Very well. In answer to your question; what you just witnessed was a Self Transmutation that atomises my form in with the oxygen, and can channel my conscience to another place instaneously. A form of Teleportation, to simplify things."
Sonya looked down, wondering what he meant. Maybe he was some kind of magician? Magician or not, he was cool...
"Tell you what... If you can beat the Initiate Score of 55, you can ask me any question you wish that I am enabled to answer. I'll give you three shots of practice, before moving onto the task."
Sonya sighed, looking down at the magazine and pistol. "I guess..." She looked at the fields aimlessly. "You want me to start now?"