
He was pretty damn tempted to show how much control he had by messing with Rachel's water constructs once they were within range, but then he might get yelled at and blah blah blah. So he waited and watched as the water swatted the two arrows out of the air like a big wet hand slap.
"I know the mist can't stop arrows but...," he sighed and let out more of the misty breath. Alexis figured he might as well just go along with it and show them. The thick mist gathered in the air and spread out, ready for him to command into the path of the arrows. Or maybe not.
See, Alexis had a better idea. Instead of trying to stop the arrows with the mist he'd use something a little more strong. Ignoring the mist entirely he wanted to wait for the first arrow to be loosed and then call forth a huge amount of water.
He waited and held himself ready. The moment he saw the arrow start to be released he knew he could call out the word 'eau', or water in French along with concentrating on the liquid. Up to 100 gallons of pure water would be produced nearby and he could control it all if he gave up control of his mist. Now that would stop the arrows.
Of course whether or not his teachers disapproved of him for it was yet to be seen. Technically it was disobeying their instructions. He also wasn't quite thinking about the possible consequences to summoning so much water here in a classroom.