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Max entered the food court after walking through a mile of the Nidhogen's apples. It seemed the tree spirit wanted to provide a fresh breakfast to everyone, but Max couldn't trust food from such an odd creature and thus sidestepped him. He made his way over to a stall that offered a variety of salads and placed an order for a Caesar. As the guy behind the counter prepared ingredients Max noticed several bagels had been set out with unique spreads. He normally wouldn't take something so unhealthy, but after a quick internal argument, he talked himself into running an extra lap today to work it off. As he was given his salad he requested a toasted plain bagel with a salmon spread. The smell of toasted bagel was very tantalizing and Max couldn't help but look forward to enjoying it after his salad. 

Max cared little for other people's comfort and tended to sit at the first table with a spot available. This kind of behavior would normally warrant objections. However, one look at Max's cold stare and arsenal, caused most people to decide it was easier for them to leave rather than attempt to convince Max too. As he sat down Max summoned an Earworm from the school storage and then concentrated on forming a connection. His goal, however, was not of a person but an object. The same clock from his room had an Earworm built into it to allow him to connect to it from range. If the Earworm got a connection it automatically turned on the music playlist. After a few moments, the sound of gentle piano keys filled Max's ear and he began eating his salad. He felt his calm returning and was going back to his zen-like state. He thought about what he needed to know before summoning the Changeling and opened up a small notebook and began reading to refresh his memory. 

As he read his eyes caught a glimpse of something black passing right in front of him. He sprang to his feet, knocking over his chair, and quickly scanned for the source of the shadow. He caught a glimpse of black fur, a long tail, and something round and tan, but isn't able to identify it before it vanishes into the crowd. Max's thoughts raced, [color=f7941d]"Dam these unattended creatures. There should be rules against this kind of crap. I have a lot to accomplish today and I don't need these distractions."[/color] he took a deep breath trying to regain his composer, [color=f7941d]"Well, whatever it was it seems to have left as quickly as it came."[/color] he observed while picking up his chair and sitting back down. A small crowd of students was now staring at him, but he paid them no mind. He wanted to quickly forget about the interruption and move on. He reached for his bagel hoping the joy of the rich creamy spread would calm his nerves. He felt an empty plate. The music pauses or at least Max stops being able to hear it. The crowd nearby starts thining out as several students start making hasty retreats. Max had a murderous look on his face and his hand was hovering over Lightning. He was also breathing very heavily and his throat vibrated with a low growl. He scanned the diminishing crowd of people seeing if any of them had his prize. As the seconds ticked by his breathing slowed as his anger cooled. He could hear the music return and tries to focus on the calming melody. As his thought organize he remembered something he'd overlooked. [color=f7941d]"That creature had something round and tan in its mouth."[/color] He thought to himself, [color=f7941d]"My Bagel! That little shit will pay!"[/color] He started angrily thinking of all the ways he would beat up the summon and its owner. he did this until a small voice of reason popped into his head, [color=f7941d]"I could also just get another."[/color] This thought was answered with more rage until a compromise was made [color=f7941d]"Ok, Bagel now. Ass kicking later."[/color] this thought cooled the hot anger into a cool, calculated vengeance to be stored till later. Having settled his thoughts and having new a goal, he starts making his way back to the stall with his lunch tray in hand. Though it seemed luck was not on his side that day as passed the center of the courtyard he heard a rumbling in the distance. This was followed shortly after with the sound of bursting wood as a massive two-ton dragon came barreling through the double doors at the entrance and started rampaging through the cafeteria. He even seemed to be on a collision course heading right for him. Max only grinned. He was ready for a fight and even looked forward to taking his anger out on something. He cracked his bones and was ready to open with Lightning when a girl's voice, back and to his left, caught his attention. 

[color=pink]”Remember me, for this day I die for the cause.”[/color] A small girl, Albus, declared, [color=pink]”Come Grarves. I accept my fate.”[/color] Max realized that the dragon, Grarves, was not running at him but towards Albus. [color=f7941d]"You accept your fate huh?"[/color] Max thought darkly, [color=f7941d]"Well, I'm glad to hear it."[/color] As Grarves closed in Max did not move, instead choosing to stand as close to the path of destruction as possible. As Garves was just about to pass Max, he looked over at Albus and smiled, it was not a kind smile. He threw down his lunch tray right under Grarves front left paw to cause it to slide forward, then followed it up by stepping to the side and swiftly kicking Grarves in his back left ankle, right on the lateral malleolus, or the funny bone of the ankle. To stop Grarves from being able to easily recover his balance after sliding forward. The desired outcome would be for Grarves to completly trip and collapse right on top of Albus, and maybe even tumble into the other bystanders. However, regardless of the outcome Max would try to casually walk away immediately after kicking Grarves.