Aion couldn't dispose of the ice dragon's body so soon, he had to check who helped him, but in the direction the attack came from, he only saw his mother sitting on the bed that had fallen on the ground… he facepalmed. When he changed classes, the death knight protecting her disappeared, and she fell. Fortunately, the bed was that sturdy, but the impact woke her up.
"Aion, what happened? Where are we?" Artemisia asked. "I saw a dragon, and then I thought that I was still dreaming, and then I saw you and decided to help."
Putting the elemental weakness aside, that lightning bolt packed quite the punch… to think that Artemisia could use that much mana and so fast… Maybe Aion inherited some of her talents, and the build wasn't the main reason that he could use magic so well. In any case, he was glad that his mother was feeling well enough to bombard him with numerous questions. There wasn't much to worry...
"This will take a while to explain…" Aion said.
