I only felt his claws piercing my wing membrane and the excruciating pain as he yanked down, tearing it apart.- His stomach churned at the mere memory. He had never felt anything so shocking before or since. - The bastard even had the audacity to whisper, ‘Let's see how fast you can fly now.’ And they walked away laughing. The instructor, of course, pretended he hadn't seen anything, and later, for obvious reasons, failed me on an exam I was unable to take.
-Draco...- The dragon realised that he had been speaking almost automatically, staring at the cup of tea in front of him. He looked at his master, who now spoke. -Yes?- The reptile asked indifferently.
-Draco...- Darius turned pale and looked terrified. He clenched one hand on the railing and the other on the edge of the table. - Did I understand correctly... and that... instructor...- The wizard uttered the word through clenched teeth. - ... saw everything?
-Yes.- The dragon tilted his head slightly, not understanding.
-And he did nothing?- Bleist spoke in a dead, hollow voice.
-If only it were just this once.- Draco snorted.- I can't even count how many times I've been beaten up by instructors. Although, to be fair, this time he could have at least sent me to the infirmary. Eh... In the end, I had to sit on the sidelines until the end of class. It was hurting like hell, so much that I couldn't even move. I could have left as soon as I officially failed the exam.- He gasped, partly out of anger and partly out of helplessness. - Somehow, my turn was at the very end, so when I was dismissed, there was no point in looking for a nurse. I was hoping that the transformation would help a little, but... well, I only made things worse. The bleeding intensified, and the pain proved that I hadn't experienced the worst yet. Fortunately, I had a healing potion.- He shuddered.- It helped a little. At least it stopped the bleeding and eased the pain a little. However, I was
