Lapidarian Society
Christina gasped for breath, panting as being almost asphyxiated seemed enough to take the edge off whatever was driving her before. "Y-You can't just say you won and- mmph!" Sakura felt her opponent shudder for some reason. She reached up to grab at the big fat ass sitting on top of her face, but her efforts to push Sakura up off herself were... lackluster. At best.
"Ohohoho..." It was such a distinct laugh, but Mala couldn't help herself and the structure of the sphere allowed it to carry and reach all of them with ease. "Yes, I am afraid that was not quite the test I was expecting it to be. Your style of sorcery is magnificent - and uniquely suited to rendering the fighting styles of many of our members useless."
Then she sank into the miniature offshoot platform she stood on, and rose up from the main platform with an eager smile on her face. "However, I believe you would find my own specialty to be quite a bit less simple to face. And that, my dear, is where I make my offer!"
She motioned for Edelgard's platform to return to the main one, so she could join them in this discussion.
"I have no more room in the College of Spatial Studies to make you a Magus at this time - and that is the bare minimum I would propose to you." She seemed to get that the standard apprenticeship was... inappropriate given the circumstances. "And of course, I have no plans to relinquish my position as Magister to you when you are not even a member. Therefore, I offer you this: become my apprentice."
She held a hand out to her, as if offering to help her off of Christina's face. Her grin became absolutely wicked when the redhead under Sakura let out a muffled cry of shock.
"You will hold all the same privileges as a Magus, but you won't have the responsibility of training apprentices yourself for some time. We will work together to discover a solution to your dilemma, and in the process enrich our understanding of the darkness between spaces."