A week had passed since the confrontation on the stage, and Jelo found himself lying on his bed, staring up at the ceiling, lost in thought.
He was now looking through his profile:
Name: Jelo Milton
Rank: level 2
Species: Hatchling
Speed: 20
Strength: 20
Stamina: 20
Draconic Essence( Ess) : 160/200
Health 80/100
Flaw: Draconic Hoard
Skills:
Dragon Claw
Scaled Guard
Wingburst
Then, without warning, a notification flashed across his vision.
Jelo's eyes snapped wide. His entire body went rigid, and he sat up so abruptly that the bedframe creaked beneath him.
"No, no, no," he muttered under his breath, his heart beginning to race.
