He saw it too, the shield of ice formed to stop the ball of lightning he had sent her way. It had been weak seeing as to how it shattered upon impact, but it had also done the trick in forcing an ability out. This was both encouraging and discouraging at the same time, he had never had a pupil, just given advice to a few people along the way, so her success was a wonderful thing.<br/><br/><i>It's ice...</i>he replayed it over in his head as he saw something white come from her nostrils. It was one of two things, a puff of warm air due to the frost or white smoke. The first was less problematic, the second more so, in terms of attraction that was. Either way he still had a job to do. "Yes, indeed it is, now we shall see what else you can do with it."<br/><br/>Ylrid's eyes closed for a moment and when they reopened his pupils had changed oh so slightly. Still a dark orange color there was a sharpness to him and then his form began to shift. His head expanded, as did his body, and scales popped up, a grey purple color in nature, and large magnificent wings. He roared mightily into the sky as he sent a telepathic communication toward Eira, his voice nearly the same, except more gruffness. "Time for a true test," and his wings lifted him off the ground to the tops of the trees.<br/><br/>Ylrid opened his mouth and a volley of lightning bolts all hailed downward, in order to withstand this attack she was going to need a large wall or a transformation into something larger, much larger.