least he was looking in a place where he was able to find out something. He scratched his head and smiled to himself. He already had a point of interest.
He lingered around the pier where the brothers were arguing for a few more minutes, and then walked towards the place where he had last seen the young black dragon. After a few minutes, his attention was drawn to the spontaneous use of magic. He looked around and shrugged his shoulders, assuming that somewhere in the area there was an atelier of some mage who had just taken someone on an apprenticeship. He passed by a few more stalls looking at the items on display in a casual manner.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw some sort of silhouette land in the alley he had just passed. He turned his head and saw a black dragon that was just transforming into a human.
-Finally...- Bleist muttered under his breath as he watched the boy's back disappear into one of the alleys.
He moved in the same direction. Even though the boy was running the mage walked slowly, because he did not want to draw anyone's attention to himself. He headed in the same direction taking the increasingly narrow and empty streets. After a short time, he stopped at the intersection of four alleys and cursed loudly without seeing anyone in sight.
-As soon as I ran into him, I must have lost him right away,- he growled irritably.
He turned on his heel and looked in the direction from which he had come. He shook his head and decided at random to pick a passage and try his luck. He closed his eyes, turned around and moved ahead.
Suddenly he stopped in mid-step. He blinked confusedly and looked around. All the time, however, he felt the spontaneous effect of some spell nearby. He was already deep in the poor part of the harbour and he was sure that the last of the wizards' ateliers had long since been left behind, and yet he felt that the source
