Natasha gazed at Draco's back with a plethora of emotions running through her mind. She had gone from resenting him greatly to disdaining him, then to respecting him.
This respect wasn't due to any physical attribute he had or anything he said to her, but rather his wealth of talent and knowledge when it came to Tradeskills. To each resident of each village, Draco's crafts were novel, and seeing him work provided them with hefty enlightenment.
She had seen his procedure every single time, so she should have been desensitized to it… but no. Draco's endless knowledge as well as his means of crafting within Alchemy and Blacksmithing using the same technique had shocked the rebelliousness out of the birdwoman.
Natasha knew that no matter who came up, Draco would defeat them and he certainly had a great chance to become the inheritor of the Supreme Ancestor!
