Zephyr who used to be only the size of maybe Greyson's arm after a little growing during the intermediate level was now half way to his full size with larger wings. Greyson felt excited looking at his beast's more corporeal body and his new size. This all meant that Greyson could fly on top of Zephyr now and travel much faster! He had not been able to fly since that time he came to the Academy City with Teacher Harrison.

However, after his initial excitement faded, Greyson finally starting to think harder about his breakthrough. He knew it had to be related to that night's occurrences. His memory was spotty about that night and all he could remember was that burning sensation that went throughout his body before he blacked out. What had Lucius said again? It looked like a beast had attacked the old man and his servants. Beast...

"Wait!..." Just like something clicking together, Greyson went back to the day he broke through to the intermediate level. Didn't his Teacher Elendil claim that he had another bloodline other than his elf bloodline? He said he must have a dragon bloodline as well because only then would he be able to have a dragon partner beast. Red flashes of memories started running before his eyes when silver scales and claws started growing on his hands before. Clutching his head in pain, Greyson started to faintly remember the scenes from the bas.e.m.e.nt. What was happening to him? Now he knew he was too distracted to get into the right mentality for meditation, so he made up his mind to meet with Teacher Elendil tomorrow and ask him if he knows what is occurring.

...

Bursting with impatience, Greyson could barely fall asleep until his body's exhaustion won over his busy thoughts. He quickly awoke once morning hit and ran out of the dorms to the Water Department Hall first thing. Teacher Elendil was always one to get up exactly on time and early so Greyson was not worried that he would not be at the office yet. Nearly running over, he made his way to the office in record time and burst into the room forgetting to knock.

Elendil had gotten to the office early as usual and started organizing paperwork for the day only for his office door to burst open suddenly. Annoyance welled up as mostly everyone knew that he loved his peaceful morning. However, before he started reprimanding, he got a good look of the face of the little body standing before him. A rare change of expression occurred on his ice face as his eyes widened in surprise. A smile was a little too much for him, but his eyes still expressed his relief and happiness.

"Greyson, how unusual for you to be in such a hurry. What is the problem? When did you get up?" Recovering his usual calm, Elendil evenly asked his questions.

"Ah, I apologize for the lack of manners. I actually woke up two days ago, I just had to deal with some things before I got up to move around. I did have an issue bothering me since I woke up so I wanted to come first thing today to ask you about it." Greyson suddenly realized he had just rudely barged in so he first apologized before answering the other questions. Elendil's eyebrows slightly furrowed hearing his student's answer, but since Greyson did not divulge to him first then he was not the type to dig for answers. It seemed like Greyson had dealt with whatever was bothering him by himself anyway, so he just let it go without asking.

"What seems to be the issue?"

"Teacher, you had said when I broke through to the intermediate level that I should have a partial dragon bloodline, correct? That's the reason for the strange dragon mark on my face and the fact that Zephyr is a dragon." Greyson began.

"Hm? Well, yes, this should be the case."

"Then, could I somehow awaken this bloodline and cause changes to occur within me? I slightly remember what happened that night. I think I really was the one who...kill... killed... those men. I remember getting furious with what happened and my vision going red while my blood boiled. Then silver scales and claws grew on my hands. I even broke through to the advanced level stage one. I found this out yesterday when I tried meditating." Greyson couldn't help but still pause when he mentioned killing those people. As terrible as they were, it still shook him that he hand killed people so violently.

"Is this really what occurred? Release your mana for me to see." Elendil looked surprised before making this request of Greyson. Nodding, Greyson released his mana for his teacher to a.n.a.lyze. The atmosphere of the room changed as mana surged out from Greyson.

"A seven-year-old advanced level?" Elendil blanked for a moment. Even his usual unflappable self couldn't quite easily accept the current situation. Struggling to retrieve his composure, he breathed in before continuing to answer his student.

"This definitely could occur. Your dragon bloodline must be much more concentrated than we previously believed. One of your grandparents or parents must have been a full dragon. As long as you inherited enough from them, then eventually you could transform more of your body to that dragon state. It's a good sign for your physical strength because dragons have unimaginably tough bodies so when your in that transformation state your strength and defense will probably increase exponentially. You breaking through to the advanced level would then not be surprising because you are awakening the talent within your bloodline. Dragons are rare and they have difficulties giving birth, but they are blessed with natural talent. Can you consciously transform your hands?"

"No, I tried a little last night after I remembered, but I couldn't transform again."

"Hm... Maybe you have not fully awakened then? That state was only released due to your emotional state at the time. I will bring this up to the princ.i.p.al as well. He knows more about bloodlines than I do."

"The princ.i.p.al?"

"Yes. You would not be able to tell since he is always disguised, but he is slightly similar to you. He is half-elf. His life had not been easy because of this, so he normally does not show anyone his original looks. If I ask him about your situation, he will probably understand more than me." Elendil did not go into specifics, but Greyson could understand the gist of the situation. He knew that he got weird looks because of his hair color, too. Although he was not really the type to mind what others said about him, even he could not help but feel uncomfortable and bothered by their blatant stares and whispered insults. Listening to his teacher talk about the princ.i.p.al's disguise, Greyson was reminded of another thing he wanted to do.

"Teacher, is there a disguise spell you know of. Or maybe the princ.i.p.al knows?"

"Disguise? Are there people discriminating you, as well?" Elendil's expression suddenly sank and surprising anger could be seen in his eyes. Greyson blinked in surprise with his teacher's aggressive, but responded normally.

"Well to say no would be a lie... But that's not why... I don't really care about what others say about me, I'm not socially adept enough to be concerned about how other perceive me honestly." He was speaking the truth. It bothered him to about the equivalent of an annoying fly buzzing around him, but not enough to make him want to do something about it.

"If not, why would you want to disguise yourself?" Elendil, dense as always, felt very confused by Greyson's request.

"Well... it's..." Greyson tried grasping for the right words without sounding narcissistic. What was he supposed to say? That he's too good-looking so he wants to look normal so people stop flocking towards him?

"What?"

"I'm really not full of myself... but... people keep bothering me because they are attracted to me and I find it tiresome and irritating. I thought if I disguised myself when I walked around that it would stop." Hesitating in the beginning, Greyson finally just explained his dilemma. Elendil paused a little before looking at his student a little closer before slightly nodding his head in understanding.

"Ah... I could see it being an issue. I will ask the princ.i.p.al for his disguise spell. It is fairly advanced and would be useful later on as well if you ever found yourself in danger and chased." Coughing a little, Elendil agreed to Greyson's request. Blus.h.i.+ng in embarra.s.sment, Greyson quickly thanked his teacher before bolting out of the room to escape the situation. Earlier when he though of asking he had not thought his teacher would be so curious for his reason. Normally Teacher Elendil was the type to not dig too deeply into Greyson's actions.