131 Plans Backfired

All the sights and sounds around Greyson were amplified and his senses felt overwhelmed. Disoriented by these changes, he felt dizzy and slightly nauseous. Dragons, as magic beasts, had much keener senses than humans and his brain was not used to processing the information.

"Greyson... Grey, focus on my voice. I know it's a lot right now, but it helps to direct all your attention to one thing. The background noise will start fading away eventually." Elder Freizon's whispered to him from quite a distance. Empathizing with his situation, she knew what he required at the moment. Nodding his head, he tried listening only to his grandmother's voice. Not speaking about anything specific, she was recounting a hilarious story about his grandfather. Eventually hearing the ending, Greyson chuckled happily. Most of the noises faded and his sight refocused.