Miles's ranking exam

*the mauls once destroyed with a punch would latch onto his fist as thick white ooze with a tarlike texture. Miles then kept charging along with his clones and half of the clones shaped missiles while the other half would pulse with E.B.C as boulders of the earth below would rumble up from the ground and fly straight towards the proctor and the missiles the other half shaped would be launched towards the proctor, the missles would rocket weaving through obstructions towards its target being at or around the proctor. Meanwhile Miles would on the side while attacking among the missle launching clones would shape the earth below to make several rapid spires shoot upwards behind the proctor in attempt to stab him from below and the back*

"Sick of those damned clones... Haven't I told you to fight me like a man?!"

Leaping to the side, the man would take care of any boulders coming his way by punching through them, spraying pebbles as they cracked and exploded from his fist. At the right vantage point he threw more knives at each missile, sending them completely off their course, and proceed to move at lightning speeds towards each of the clones.

Their endings would not be pretty. On some, the man simply cracked their neck, leaving them to suffocate. On others, he would punch a hole in their head, and on more still, it was a test to see how long they could survive a knife wound in their neck.

Finally the man stood over Miles, a dark look in his face.

"I think I've seen enough, unless you've something else worth showing me."

"i've got one last thing to show you" *Miles would retract all the clones as they liquified and leap far back as he would in devastator mode do ooze out massive amounts of white tar as it would shape some sort of snake like figure which would refine its features as it roared what was seen was a masive 50' long dragon that was 20' wide as it would rapidly fly towards you with its 8 sets of wings in attempt to slam you*

The man darted back to a large wall on the cliff, already somewhat cracked from the battle. He removed his glove, yellow aura engulfing his entire body, filling it with an overhaul of strength. As the serpent rushed forth, he braced himself, looking it in the eye, until the last second where he made a massive impact into the fragile wall. An avalanche tumbled down as he darted away, sealing the tar-serpent under tons of hard rock and silt. The arid climate of the Cliffs would endure that the rocks absorbed the moisture from this tar, ensuring that it would not re-emerge.

"The test is over. You made 4th rank. ..Barely."

He picked up his cloak from the ground, re-gloved his hand, and walked back into the Covenant's main buildings.

"wait could you tell me where i can improve in then so i can get better?" *Miles would retract his tar from the tar dragon*