Ken laughed, slightly ignoring the teacher as he stared at the rock being. "That's a beautiful face it has." He muttered, grinning. He muttered a few ancient words and waved his hand idly, and soon enough, near one of the frightened girls, the air around her collected in one spot and quickly produced a large, six legged being, with a long whip-like tail, and only three eyes for a face. The skin of it looked like ice. It flared it's nostrils like an agitated horse, moving forwards to sniff the girl, who had started screaming again. Ken smirked.
Gatita ran into her class, weaving through the legs of a few people she had passed by. She walked in through the slightly opened door, sights resting on the teacher and the only four people in the class. Without a word, she walked to her seat and easily jumped up, giving a nod to the teacher. This class was a little special - It was only to those who had a connection with dark magic.
Retif sighed, closing his eyes for a while. "What class should I go to next?"