Brooks, with tears in his eyes, was dragged away by his ear. Along with him, the mother dragon who refused to let go of the little golden dragon, was also led away. No one dared to reason with a mother dragon who had incubated an egg for five hundred years, nearly losing her child, but miraculously getting him back.
Brooks held on to Negris and said, "Goodbye, honorable ancestors. I am sorry that I failed to keep my promise. I will no longer live this free and easy life...".
Negris impatiently responded, "Off you go. I knew you were quick to sell yourself. You can't do this, you can't do that. You're useless!".
Brooks, with tears in his eyes, replied, "Ancestor, you could plead for me, by using your prestige as the God of Knowledge...".
"I don't know her and I won't plead for her." Negris waved his paw and firmly denied it. He then changed the topic, "Give me a strand of your hair. I want to see whether your Dragon Clan's Transformation Technique is adequate
