Chapter 208. Calliope

“So, now that the council has confirmed that I’m a Tryomorph, and all the instructors and professors know, what am I supposed to do?” I asked, watching Calliope drink from the water pouch she had brought to the clearing. There was no doubt now—every eye would be on me. A Tryomorph roaming among ordinary students was a phenomenon everyone had believed impossible.

Calliope lowered the pouch, swallowing one last gulp before answering. “Your abilities are only theoretical. They’ve never truly been witnessed or tested in real life. So expect to be pushed in the absolute worst ways—tested to whatever limits exist in that body of yours.”

“What do you mean my abilities haven’t been witnessed or tested? I use my strength, speed, and healing all the time. I’m basically like any other Lycan or Daigon,” I argued.

“No, you’re not. Your biggest mistake here would be thinking you’re like the rest of us. You have human blood—and that’s what binds the Daigon and Lycan blood togethe