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e. A well-shaped face with a
sharp nose and inquisitive blue eyes. "Come into my office, would you?"
He directed me towards the door, walking behind me; once he was in, he
locked the door. Needless to say, this made me nervous.
He sat back in his chair behind his desk and examined me closely. I
felt probed, inspected, dissected by his careful vision. He finally
pressed his fingertips together. "So you have recently come from Desa
Megassi."
"Yes, sir."
"How is Desa?"
"Fine, sir, although in his dragon form he does not get out much these
days. I only saw it once in the 25 months I lived there."
"I see," he said. "Still, it is nice to hear that he is alive and
well and teaching again. For a while I though I should never hear from
him. Instead he sends me you. A student not even 25 who has already
created an incredible spell base. And, he tell me in private, you have
mastered another spell base that has been nobody's knowledge for
centuries."
My jaw dropped when I heard that. "Sir?"
"The genetic bases. Nobody has been able to learn those; they're
almost strictly dragon lore, and now
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