"Do you still intend to strike at us? We are Metal Ancient Dragons, your elders."
Another Ancient Red Copper Dragon exclaimed harshly.
"Elders? Besides being hundreds or thousands of years older than me, what else do you have to boast about in front of me?"
Noah snorted disdainfully, lowering his head to survey the seven Ancient Dragons who had quickly revealed their true forms before him,
"We are all part of the Metallic Dragon Race, so I won't do anything unnecessary to you. I will only reclaim the portion of rewards that you shouldn't have received."
"You are too arrogant, Noah!"
"You possess the ancestral bloodline, and none of us dragons acknowledge ourselves as your equal, but why do you oppress us when we gather together?"
"Enough talk with him, let this young one witness the power of us old beings."
"You should learn to respect your elders."
"To the sky dome then, I am eager to experience the majesty of an Ancestor Dragon."
