Selaphiel’s POV
I rushed inside his office and entered without even knocking. I was too angry to even bother about the decorum and niceties at the present moment.
“You are sending off her and all her friends to hunt a dragon?” I asked him furiously. Headmaster Motley looked up at me and said calmly,” Yes Whitmore, you may come in.”
“Do you really think that what you are doing is correct? That it is right for her? She might get killed and even though she is an immortal she hardly knows how to use her powers,” I yelled at him. I knew that I should not be doing that but I could not stop myself. It was like sending an unprepared infant to her death just as a sense of poetic justice.
“And how do you come into the picture, Whitmore?” asked Headmaster Motley.
“What do you mean by that?” I as
