[@The One][@The One]
Zephroth had gotten to the maze quickly but was surprised when Leval arrived  he wasn’t sure why he had followed as Arkan had specifically told all the students to go to their rooms. Zephroth looked at leval and quickly realises that he felt responsible for losing a friend. As Arken had allowed him to join him, he followed them into the maze. His fur was on end as he cautiously sniffed the floor. 
It was the that Arken seemed to reveal some of his magical ability’s, somehow using his power to figure out where everyone was when they were fighting and what they were fighting. He was sure that Leval would be confused as to why Argentina was fighting against a vampire bat but decided to keep that in mind for the time being. It was times like these where he wished he had the power of speech, he could use his powers to write into the earth but he didn’t want everyone to know how smart he was quite yet. 
They continued on through the maze watching the scenes of all the other battles before Arkan teleported them back to the grand hall. Zephroth wasn’t done however. He followed Leval to his room deliberately lagging behind. He felt and oddly strong connection to Leval ever since he vowed to help find Argentina. Once Leval had entered his room he waited till the door was closed before curling up on his doors stop, wide awake. He was essentially trying to protect Level, even though he knew that he probably didn’t have to he still did anyway. When he heard activity from within the dorm he hid round a corner and waited to see if it was Leval, it was so he followed him to the training room Arkan darting in just before he poked his head into the room. Zephroth would continue to follow Leval and he would see him there when he woke up the next morning.