"That may be so," Bai just born, obviously couldn't grasp the nuances just yet.
What Laine wanted her to decide on was actually the force that brought these dragons into being, but she clearly misunderstood. She thought she was to decide their appearance, which is what 'what kind of dragon' meant to her.
So she began to look around, observing the decorations in the great hall.
The towering columns were engraved with ancient patterns, creations from the previous era exuding a breath of ages. If she were a Time Dragon, she might have appreciated such things, but as the supreme being of the Spirit Realm, Bai merely glanced over them before moving on.
