A stir of magic raced through the air, unnoticed by the mages of Fairy Tail.
A small, dragonic shape; nobody would find it unless it wanted to be found- which it did not… at the moment.
Lucy groaned, slumping at the table she shared with her guildmates.
"What's wrong, Lucy?" asked Levy, her glasses glinting as she sped through a few more passages of her new book.
Wendy began to fret, her small hands making indecisive movements over Lucy's body. "She's not ill… are you okay, Lucy-san?"
Another groan from her caught the attention of a returning Erza.
"I'm lost!"
