Okay, umm...nothing was working. The kelpies were literally about to kill them all, and nobody knew the secret to getting the bridle on. She still thought they should trick the kelpie into a kneeling position, but nobody seemed to hear her over the sound of the loud blast made by Avalon's spell.

This whole thing was turning into an even bigger disaster, and thank Merlin Trent finally had mercy on them. When the kelpies finally disappeared for good, Isla released a breath she'd been holding in. She started to thank him for coming to their rescue, but he seemed really mad, so she didn't dare tickle a sleeping dragon. Well, so to speak, since Trent wasn't sleeping or anything weird like that.

So the class wasn't over yet? Now he was going to try and kill them by note-taking! Isla went and grabbed the necessary materials then returned to the semi-circle. There were little blades of grass all in her hair, but there was nothing to be done about that right now. WAIT. They were writing lines?! BUT WHYYYYYY?!

Whatever had gone on, she hadn't done it! Whatever it was.

Also, would this be a bad time to tell him she was out of ink?