While Lyra was awkwardly making hir way through the dungeon, tripping on most objects and even on hir tail, her teacher, Thalya wasn't doing good.
His face was flushed, he was constantly whining, almost like a horse, his stallion phallus was painfully erect, craving to be touched, he constantly had to hold down his right hand just to avoid stroking it, not wanting to change more than now, he needed to find his apprentice!
The fear of what would've happened to his beloved apprentice during all of this time subdued his desires, was she now the pleasure slave for a dragon? Was she still a she in the first place? Thalya didn't know.
As he was about to reach the next part of the dungeon, he quickly stopped as he heard the sounds of footsteps, gradually getting louder, coming from the door Thalya was aiming to go through.
"Show yourself!" shouted Thalya taking a battle stance, small orbs of fire orbited around her hands as something from the shadows emerged, it was...