Watch the slime.

"Are you sure?" the boy asks nervously. He doesn't seem all that confident.

"Of course. And worst case scenario, I'll be here. It wouldn't be the first time I've been covered in slime, so don't you worry. I think Professor Davella will be the one more upset about the situation." She laughs.

The woman in question glances up. "Please do not."

Dantan takes a deep breath. Slowly, he reaches out his hand. The small slime looks up with its beady little eyes at the hand coming towards it. You notice that its starting to tremble. The two of them aren't so different it seems. You aren't sure who's more nervous--the slime, or the boy. But finally, he lays his hand on its head, and starts to rub.

Then, he does so faster. Suddenly, he's smacking the top of its head in a rapid panic. The white slime squirms and twitches in the professor's hands.

"What are you doing?!" the professor shouts.

"Is this okay?!" he responds, clearly freaking out.

Instead of exploding immediately, the slime leaps from her arms and towards the students. It's small and slippery. The professor's eyes widen, as she clearly didn't expect it to escape. It hops along the floor, and before it can be stopped, it leaps again through the air and towards a girl sitting in the front corner of the class. She looks up from her notes at the sudden blob soaring towards her.

"Wait, don't panic! Just be gentle!" Professor Frin shouts.

But the girl flips her lid. The slime lands on her desk, and she screams and tries to smack it back off. The tiny black dots that seem to function as its eyes widen, and then it happens. The slime explodes.

White goop goes everywhere. It lands on the wall beside her, the students around her, though the girl gets most of it. Her entire front half is covered. She wipes it from her eyes, and though you can't see most of her face, you can imagine she's incredibly embarrassed. She stands up, and tries to wipe as much as she can from her body. It drips down from her skirt, along her legs as well.

"Ugh! It's all stuck in my hair!" she barks. "Dantan you idiot!"

"I'm s-sorry," he pleads. "I just freaked out..."

"No, no. I'm sorry. I lost my grip on it," Professor Frin says. "And it's not easy to get out of your hair either. Trust me. Hey, let's get you to--Huh?"

Her ears twitch, and she turns to a rustling from the other crate on her desk.

It starts as a rumble. Then, the box starts to bounce up and down--the one with the Slime Eater inside. You can hear snarling, and it moves around with such intensity that it makes its way to the very edge of the desk again. It knocks the glass bottle to the ground--shattering it to bits. Then, the crate falls next with loose papers and pens tumbling down after it. The wood splinters, and metal bars roll across the room. From the debris emerges the same black wolf pup, but it's far from calm. Drool drips down from its jaw as its incredibly long tongue flicks back and forth.

The Slime Eater bolts towards the slime-covered girl. Despite its size, the strength of its pounce throws the girl to the ground. Its wild tongue goes to town. It licks all over with no remorse, and all she can do is scream and struggle. Fortunately, it doesn't seem to be trying to eat her, just the slime that covers her. Unfortunately, it doesn't look like it's going to stop until every last drop is eaten. Her uniform can't take the **** either. The top few bottoms of her shirt are pulled open by the impressive strength of the creature's tongue. It slurps up slime around her pale blue bra. She flushes red, and tries her best to throw it off, but to no avail.

Professor Frin grabs its back and pulls, though that's immediately followed by the sound of tearing. The poor girl's top rips completely open, as does her bra, as her slime-covered breasts are completely exposed. She quickly covers up. However, the Slime Eater is much too determined. It thrusts free from the professor's arms to begin licking her cleavage, but with her arms in the way, it decides to go somewhere less protected. The girl gasps and whimpers as it thrusts its snout right into her groin.

"No, not there!" she begs.

Its tongue drags up her thighs, and pushes her skirt up to her stomach to reveal a cute pair of blue panties. The tongue flicks against the front, and she yelps out in shameful pleasure.

After closing her book, Professor Davella stands up and makes her way over to the situation. She places a hand on the other professor's shoulder, and then steps forward.

"You need to control your creatures if you are to continue doing this," she says. With one hand forwards, she takes a deep breath, and a magical glow begins to emit from the tips of her fingers. She speaks the word, "Calm," and the glow then falls upon the Slime Eater instead. It continues to lick the girl for a moment longer, but the attack gradually slows.

Next, she walks up to it, and places her hand on its head. "And now... Sleep," she whispers. With another spell, the monster closes its eyes, stumbles off the girl's body, and then falls to its side to drift off to sleep.

Professor Frin lets out a sigh of relief. "Thank you for that. Sorry class, but we'll have to end early today. I have a lot of... cleaning up to do. And I believe this young lady--"

"My daddy is going to hear about this!" the girl cuts her off.

"Oh dear," she mutters.

You and Eva pull yourselves up.

"That was... interesting," you say quietly.

"I'll say," Eva replies. "That poor girl."

You peek around at her face. Despite her words, you can see a little smile on Eva's blushing face. "Yeah. You'd have hated that."

"What are you implying?!" Eva immediately snaps back.

While the professor continues to deal with the chaos, Davella makes her way through and towards the exit. However, she stops at you. It takes a moment for you and Eva to realize why she's standing nearby, but as students start to make their way out, she remains with her book in her hands. She both speaks and stands with confidence, though she seems to say very little. You wonder why this gorgeous elven professor would be waiting for you.

"Excuse me," she speaks. "But I am afraid I have never seen the two of you here before."

"Oh yeah. I'm Kyle Warren, and this is Eva Beela," you reply.

"Warren and Beela. I wonder why you are here then. New students perhaps? Something tells me that it is something more."

"We're actually here with permission from the Acting Grand Master to research some things."

"Well if that is the case, feel free to come to my class. It begins soon only a few rooms over." She turns and begins to depart with the rest of the students. "If you have any interest in the school of enchantment, of course."

Enchantment. She did just save the class. I wouldn't mind seeing what else she can do. It was a master enchanter that allowed me to delve into my mind and recover some of my memories.

"So where to now?" Eva asks.

You look back to Professor Frin who is frowning over shards of glass at her feet. The disgruntled, slimy girl is with her, and she certainly isn't going to stop letting everyone know how angry her daddy is going to be.

"Let's just... go to that enchanting class for now."

"Sounds good to me!"