[@Feisty-Pants][@Zelosse]

That sword wasn't supposed to be hot. Zeke extended his hands toward it as the scary lady glared down at him, but he couldn't shake the instinctual feeling that it wasn't supposed to be burning. The sword would be better art cold, so that people could touch it. The heat coming off it was such that he couldn't get closer than about an inch to it without flinching. He wasn't like Icy, who'd probably freeze it, or Icy's boyfriend, who would probably just make the heat disappear. The heat which shouldn't be there. "Miss?" He called. But when he looked up, it wasn't the lady, but the dark, scary principal.

"If it is alright with you, could we postpone the king Arthur trial for a bit? I'd like to see Zeke show us what he can make." Zeke smiled, and began to draw around the sword. He knew the story of King Arthur, and so started to draw that. He couldn't reach high enough to have the figure be over the sword, so he drew the figure reaching for it, like he had been. When he finished one side, he walked around it and drew the other side. Then, carefully, the piece over the sword. The figure, when he left it, was almost three-dimensional.