"So, Leila," Nightingale started, "Do you have the hots for our boy Ervyn?" she asked, slinging her arm around Isabel's shoulders.
"N-no! I don't!" she declared defensively.
"Then why are you blushing like that?" chimed in Claudia, walking backwards in front of the two other girls.
"I-I'm not blushing!" responded Leila, flustered. "I-it's just... Was I really that obvious?"
"Yes!" the two other girls chimed in unison.
"If it makes you feel any better," Claudia continued, "He's got the hots for you too..."
"R-really?!" she asked, visibly perking up.
"Yup!" Night confirmed.
"But how can you tell?" she asked softly.
"What was that?" Night asked.
"O-oh! Your dorms are right here." Leila covered quickly. "My dorm is right across the hall, so come ask me if you have any questions/ concerns, ok?"
"Sure." stated Night, pushing Claudia into their dorm. "See ya 'round!"
Boys dorm, Adel's and Ervyn's room.
"We could use that Isabel chic later. Remind me to try and seduce her sometime, yeah?" Adel said absentmindedly, playing with the ends of his hair.
"I know that look. What are you scheming?" Ervyn asked, sketching in a notebook.
"World domination." stated Adel simply.
"So the usual."
"More or less."
"Kk."
Thirty silent seconds later...
"Maybe we should do this with the girls? I saw a good spot outside that we can meet at." Ervyn redirected.
"Sure. Gather the girls. I need to check on something." Adel said in response.
Making his way through the forest, Adel heard someone delicately singing.
Curious, he walked silently towards the song.
He came across a clearing, and spotted Isabel singing softly to herself.
He hid behind a tree, watching her sing and sway to the tune in her head.
She was interrupted by an ominous crashing from the bushes to Adel's left.
He tensed, suppressed magic flaring to life.
A creature burst through the brush, swaying from side to side as it smelled the air.
The creature Adel now recognized as a wyvern swayed its head to the side, directly at Isabel's trembling figure.
She let out a small squeak, and the wyvern lunged forward towards the sound.
Only to be smashed to the ground by something large wreathed in green.
The strange green light dissipated, revealing Adel crouched on the wyvern's head, large batlike wings spread out of his back.
Those, too, disappeared, and Adel collapsed, exhausted.
Isabel let off a signal flare she kept in her purse for emergencies, and an alarm pierced the cool evening air as guards were rallied and organized.
Isabel herself eased Adel into a comfortable position, his head on her lap.
They stayed like that 'til help arrived.
