"Hmmm…." Sir Orchedies let out in a perplexed tone.
"What's wrong?" Airon asked as he sat on the floor with his legs crossed and his shirt off.
He was facing away from Sir Orchedies with Phylakas sitting in front of him, perched like a bird picking at its feathers.
Taking a seat behind Airon- Sir Orchedies placed his hands on his back with his palms facing outward, relaxing his mana pulses to sense the flow and direction that Airon's own mana was going in. However this much was needed if he wanted to teach Airon the basic defensive spell native to all dragons and drakes.
Unfortunately, Sir Orchedies was filled with strength and talent, in fact training was never longer than a few hours. He was a quick learner and a natural at everything, so teaching Airon something so little was…. Complicated.
"Hmm… Lord Phylakas-"
"I do not know the Dragons magic system. The humans' were influenced by spirits. And we do not need to understand yours."
