The rest of the dragons came out over the next minute, all excited about their new class assignment and the opportunities that they would have in the future. A dozen baby dragons with class skills put the Divine Beast Nation way ahead of the others, even if half the Academy had gotten a new class through the portal the Archbishop had opened.
"Hey, Amalgarystica, before you leave, do you think that you could demonstrate your [Druid Lord] class skill for us?" Karl asked the baby green dragon, by name.
The System interface gave names that were colour coded by class, and most of them were destined to be clerics or warriors, but that one had been a deep emerald green that had intrigued Karl enough to check its status.
The tiny green creature flew out of the nest, circled Karl twice, then landed on Lotus' shoulder facing him.
{How did you know that I'm a Druid Lord?} She asked.
"It's visible to other System users. I've never seen the class before, so I'm quite curious what the class skill for a Green Dragon who is also a Druid Lord will be." Karl explained.
"Oh, that makes sense. Here."
The black dragon began to laugh as a ten-metre tall, Commander Rank construct made entirely of vines appeared in the ruins.
It had a few larger than usual leaves, approximating modesty, but it was shaped so similarly to Lotus that the dragon couldn't help but make comparisons.
It even looked like it had the same undercut hairstyle.
"That is incredible. You are a natural artist." Lotus exclaimed as she gently petted the Dragon's head.
The Black Dragon glared at them. {What did I just say? You cannot have a baby dragon.}
Karl raised his hands in surrender. "I am not trying to steal a dragon. I just wanted to know what the class skill was.
That construct is spectacular. It is giving off a healing aura, slowly repairing the buildings, and regrowing the plants in the area, all at once.
For a Commander Rank class skill, it is incredibly overpowered."
The massive dragon looked smug on the little one's behalf. {Did you expect less of a disciple of the Nature Goddess?}
"My apologies, my world was too small. I was judging a Dragon's potential by human standards."
{Your words are polite, but you still have the baby dragon.}
Karl reached over to tickle the little dragon under its chin, which made it giggle as it took flight, returning to the mobile nest before it got in trouble for making new friends as well.
"Don't worry, Lotus. We will find another chance to interact with baby dragons. I am certain of it." Karl whispered.
The basket of dragon whelps vanished once the last one was back inside, and that seemed to be the trigger for tensions between the factions ramping up.
Now that the little ones were gone, all of the Totems seemed to be focused on taking the Relic for themselves.
Normally, they wouldn't directly fight with each other. There were political alliances to consider, and the wrath of the Mythic Rank Black Dragon that quietly ruled the continent. But that didn't mean that they weren't going to find a way to fight over it.
{How should we settle this? Champions or a wager?} The black dragon asked his counterparts.
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