"Thank you for saying I have matured into a fine young lady, Zavis," Adora said and he sighed.
"Are you going somewhere?" he questioned.
"Yeah, I am beginning an investigation because I don't think I have much time to waste," Adora replied.
"A secret mission, I guess not all the rumors about you being a tyrannical princess are true," he said, sighing.
"Believe whatever you want; I don't care what anyone thinks of me anymore; if they want to believe that I murdered my mother, so be it; I am not going to prove myself to anyone below me," she responded and he gnashed his teeth.
"Don't look down on me Adora, I am no longer weak," he said as he walked away, and Adora's eyes widened as she stared at the blue glow that surrounded his body.
"Now, what is your power?" she inquired, and he looked at her.
"Why do you care?" he asked.
