Rise of the Strongest Soul Mage

A hybrid

"You took him on a mission without my permission. Why?"

Z shrugged, seeming uninterested. "He wanted to go."

Z stood across from Tydinn, who sat at his table. Tydinn was stiff. The muscles around his forehead tightened and from the way his office was rearranged, she could tell he was mad. Must have taken him all morning to sort it out, which meant his anger was pent up. 

"What if he wanted to burn down the Academy? Would you help him?"

"You're exaggerating Tydinn. It was an irrelevant mission."

"One you took him on, without my permission." Tydinn's tone was firm.

Z could tell he was trying his best to keep up his anger from how he avoided her eyes. "Are we really going to dwell on this? Won't you ask me how I'm doing?"

"If you didn't return fine from dealing with Gargos, then I would have questioned your status as my daughter."

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