The drake dropped to one knee under the dragon lord's soft yet scrutinizing gaze. At the same time, Oli called out to his master telepathically.
'This is all you!'
Zelsh heaved a tuckered-out breath, kept his knee to the floor, and looked up at Uutrai. "Master, I've come alongside my pupil. He's in dire need of your assistance so that he can properly compete in the prefecture qualifier without causing unwanted trouble."
"So he is your pupil. That explains his dark essence nature similar to our clan's techniques, and his natural shift into death essence."
Uutrai stepped closer. His steady eyes lingered on the drake as he examined the mid-elder cultivator from all sides.
"He is your pupil. And he's already qualified for the next qualifier… I don't believe this is your son after a rogue mutation. Then… are you saying this is the human boy, Oliver, who wields earth and dark essence?"
