Seeing the level 100 dragon, the leader of the Dragon Tribe, in front of him, Minos smiled with satisfaction, for this was one more ally he could count on in the war that was soon to come to the Spiritual World.
There was no obligation between him and this dragon since the Divine Medicine had been an exchange for Minos entering the place where the skeleton of the Ancestral Dragon God lay. However, it had been a deal that had brought the strongest tribe on the Continent of Beasts and the Black Plain Empire even closer together.
The agreement brought good karma to both sides, and Minos had become more compatible with the dragon bloodline.
As he faced the young brown-haired human, the level 100 dragon God had no spiritual indication that Minos was not of his race.
Hell, the level 98 and 99 dragons on his side seemed to be "less" dragons than Emperor Stuart himself!
