[[ OOC: Indeed she is. ]]<br/><br/>"Fair enough." Vangelos replied. "And yes, I believed we covered all aspects of our past, at least parts we're willing to tell."<br/>Vangelos rubbed his arms, he tried to make sense of his encounter in the hallway. Whatever that creature was it more than likely had friends who were probably just as aggressive if not more so. He wondered where they had come from or what they were. It was unlike anything he had ever seen before; like a nightmare made real.<br/>Vangelos shuddered, remembering white fangs and glowing red eyes. Moving shadows; snarling and growls; hot breath that smelt of decay--they plagued his mind, torturing him with hints of death and damnation.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">The magic came once,</span>Vangelos thought.<span style="font-style: italic">It will come again when I need it, just like Adriel said it would.</span><br/>He wished he could believe himself.<br/>Shifting his back against the hard chair, Vangelos calmed his breathing. He concentrated on drawing air deep into his lungs and thought back to Adriel's cottage, envisioning the last meal he had shared with his master. It seemed like a lifetime ago, but the comforting memory of the older wizard sitting at the table made the interior of the school a little less bleak.