Jeonbae raised an eyebrow ever so slightly as he heard Aksaja flirt with Siabel It was to be expected, but it seemed a little forward. He paid it no mind, just two excited teen dragons together. He effortlessly switched into his dragon form, shooting upward silently on wings of air like some giant snake, the fur on his spine rippling in the wind. He stayed some distance away from the two dragons, but he made sure to keep an eye on them. Siabel seemed to have something about her, and while she seemed diligent, Jeonbae did not doubt that she had the capacity to be deceitful.

He saw Siabel speak briefly, and then noticed the air around Aksaja... distort, somehow. The blue dragon began to fall to the ground, but Jeonbae did not attempt to catch him. The wind dragon would break his fall if she knew what was good for her, he thought with some disdain. Moments before he hit the ground, he stopped, the air similarly distorting near the ground under Aksaja. A torrent of air under the dragon, and he was back up to his original position in the sky. Jeonbae was impressed, to say the least. Siabel possesses a good mastery over her magic, controlling it with confidence; she should become an adult with ease, he thought to himself, a warm smile on his face, nodding slightly. However, he was concerned for the safety of the other dragon, Aksaja, so he slowly flew towards the ground, shifting back to his compact form. He saw the two exchange words, but could not hear them before the blue dragon fainted from dizziness, head resting against the ground. He jogged over to his prone form, kneeling down to check his pulse. When Jeonbae was finished, he stood up, and looked over at Siabel. He noticed her tail flicking about in a way similar to before, but once again, ignored it.

"I think your mastery over your magic is impressive," Jeonbae explained to the black dragon, nodding. "You seem to control it with confidence, you should have little trouble in the ceremony." He looked back at Aksaja's sleeping form, and knelt down again. He placed a hand on the blue dragon's chest, narrowing his eyes in concentration. A tiny pulse of electrical energy jolted into him, probably enough to wake his sleeping form.