"Welcome to the magical pets class."
A dragon master stood in the large central stage that was elevated slightly off the ground by a few inches. The stage was made out of pale yellow ore and was surrounded by the seats of the disciples, forming interloping arcs with each other.
"I'm master Igroy, and I'll be the master of this amazing class for you this entire year."
The old looking master said while his two small curved bronze horns attracted Jim's attention. He didn't see much of dragons but he started to notice that some had different colored horns that others.
And he despised the entire race.
"Our class will start with a very amazing little fellow here, but first can anyone tell me what this class is about?" Igor moved his gaze around and Jim simply ignored him.
"It's about monsters," one of the disciples said.
