Kole had been very interested by the not-dragon-angel’s explanation of their current predicament. Though it was a bit farfetched despite the little niggling sensation from Kole’s gut stating it was true. Then again there was a giant floating island flickering away above them among other things that didn’t seem like they could naturally happen around them.

Koles reaction to the little tidbit of information about them all having powers was similar to Cullum’s, only not vocalised as he was busy forming more lists of questions to ask. What were these powers? Were there loads of different types? Did everyone get the ability to shape shift? What defined which abilities and powers a person would get? 
But the answers to those questions weren’t quite as important at the moment as the injured person nearby. Racking his mind for any first aid information his mind had stored away Kole moved toward the injured person and the not-dragon-angel.

“Right, um, first of all.” Kole knelt down by the injured person as a list quickly formed in his mind. “uh, the injury itself I guess? Well, you’re not bleeding at least, so that’s one thing.” An item on his mental list was ticked off. “Can you move your foot at all?” He then asked seeing that the person was clutching their right leg.

He noted with some annoyance that he still didn’t know anyone’s name, beside Callum of course. “I’m Kole by the way.” He stated, attempting to rectify the problem.

Catching a glimpse of something at the top of his vision Kole looked up to the sky, and his jaw fell. Where the island had been flickering happily away a black box now squatted among the clouds. But that wasn’t what had driven a stake of fear through Kole, it was the giant green dragon beating it’s wings with a steady rhythm keeping it aloft beside the box. It looked a lot more threatening that the Not-dragon-angel.