"…Are you asking me to grab your horn?"

I asked, taken aback. From my previous experience when I went after the Elder Lich, I knew how sensitive a dragon’s horn was.

The Headmistress nodded, her eyes filled with embarrassment.

"That's right. No matter how much I think about it, I can't trust myself to resist my desires, so it's better if you drain my power. The horn of a dragon is both their pride and their weakness… but I'm willing to let you hold it."

"If it's such a weak spot that grabbing it drains all your strength, shouldn’t you …