[Training] Beneath a Blue Umbrella Sky

Jigano's note was vague, but likely that was intentional. With no discernible upper limit to his creation magic, the alchemist was able to travel fairly lightly. Thus he arrived in the fields with almost nothing at all, wearing only a t-shirt and pants (both heavily stained with grease, ink, and whatever Aoife had eaten that morning). Whatever he might have thought the Sage needed his assistance for, this was not it.

Upon seeing the dragon the alchemist froze. Feathers rippled through his curls and down his back as wings erupted from his sides. Teeth growing ever sharper and more pointed by the second clenched together as Remi tensed and knelt down slightly in the tall grasses. He was sure the creature had seen him already, but that didn't mean his predatory instincts still urged him to be low.

...Jigano..? He sent outwards, his mental voice tense and terse as his eyes began to change into a feral amber colour.

until the lambs become lions.