Rexan stepped out of the physician's quarters, the cool night air biting her cheeks as she followed the mistress and Lacy toward the academy grounds. The fiery glow of the portal lingered in the distance, a stark reminder of the night's chaos. Her thoughts swirled, the fairy's warning about the dragon's recovery weighing heavily on her mind. What would she do if the dragon couldn't be tamed? Could she handle the responsibility of such a creature?
"Are you worried?" Lacy's voice broke through her thoughts. Her friend's face was streaked with soot, her eyes tired but filled with curiosity.
"Worried doesn't even begin to cover it," Rexan admitted, her voice low. "That dragon... I don't know if I did the right thing bringing it here. What if it wakes up and destroys everything?"
Lacy gave her a reassuring nudge. "You're overthinking it. Dragons are intelligent creatures. If anyone can figure out how to handle it, it's you."
