The Master took his apprentices silence as agreement so he just continued lecturing. "I noticed when you were in the bar that as you massaged those girls you were leaching mana from their bodies. This is a very rare and valuable talent that I feel we should develop first among your possible ones."<br/><br/>He stopped in front of his podium and pulled out an old dried up stick, at least it looked like that to Arran. "Skipping the complicated theory that you will not understand I will bring it to laymen's terms. You can generate even more mana through sexual relations and I will shift you into a form more suited for this type of ability."<br/><br/>He started walking around the boy, pointing the stick at him. Though this time Arran could feel the hairs on his neck rise, something his master had said was a sign of magic in the air. "It will be disorientating at first, transformation always is, but I am certain that you will adapt with ease."<br/><br/>He continued the spell and Arran's body slowly started growing warmer, though nothing had changed yet.