Brother Chin laughed, a squeaky noise from a half metre long dragon whelp.
{But it will be glorious. Think how much more motivated they will be when they've got an outperforming peer to challenge them.}
"You dare call yourself their peer? You're nearly two hundred years old."
{Scan me. That's not what my body age says.}
The healer looked to Karl for assistance, but he just shrugged. "I don't see the issue here. I've got a baby dragon."
Chin laughed hysterically, and a wave of magic that felt like Divine Amusement rumbled through the clouds, making everyone who was caught by surprise put up defensive barriers.
"What did you do? The Gods rarely notice anything we do, but that's the second time since you arrived that they have responded to your actions."
Karl shrugged. "Well, I am an Avatar of the World Dragon. That makes me a bit closer to the Gods than most, right?"
The healer looked skeptical. Karl wasn't even a cleric, how strong could his faith be?
