Ryoku allowed his body to change back to normal, and he smirked at Maka, as the anvil disappeared before it even struck the ground. He looked over at Dymitry, not at all surprised by his intervention, actually he had been waiting for it. Ryoku sighed, suddenly tired, and leaned against an empty crate. He had no idea what it had been used for before, but now, it stunk. He rolled his eyes and walked closer to Dymitry and Maka.
(OOC: sorry for such a long wait, I kinda forgot about this topic ^^,)