more
than a pest and a half decent meal.”
“Perhaps,” replied Isahn calmly
in a deep, clear voice. He looked politely at the Speaker who nodded for him
to continue. “However, they are growing everyday in intelligence and strength;
they have also multiplied through many of the worlds that Rama created. What’s
more we are more than able to support ourselves hunting in our own world.”
“So you believe we should fear
them? Run like cowards and hide in our one small world.” Ramanae was so
furious his hands were shaking. Several of the other dragons murmured in
agreement with him.
“Nay, dragons run from no being,”
Isahn replied easily. “But I believe they will grow into a great race one day,
and shared knowledge on both sides would be beneficial. Indeed I have heard
rumour that Rama himself has recently created four new humans with his own
hands. It is said that each of these four males has magic to change existing
humans into a new breed, a more powerful race.”
“Then we should hunt down these
new humans, and dispose of them. Not all of us fear four puny humans Isahn,”
snorted a thin sour looking dragon. Several dragons including Ramaeka’s father
growled in agreement.
Ramaeka was surprised to see
Isahn look amused rather than angry.
“And Rama? Do you fear the
creator? Because he is fond of his new creations.”
Many of the dragons shifted
uncomfortably. Ramaeka wasn’t surprised; he shivered just thinking of having
to face the creator in battle.
“Bah,” his father snorted. “From
all accounts Rama was tricked into a binding covenant to never interfere
directly with humans unless there is dire need; I fear no being that can be
tricked by a human.”
Isahn smiled, “Rama made the
covenant in respect of the humans wishes, and while he may not interfere with
humanity there is no such covenant protecting us from his wrath. I have no
doubt that he could soon persuade you to fear him again Ramanae. Surely you
must have some respect for him, after all you named every single one of your
children after him, and yourself too.”
His father glared down at the
calm dragon facing him. The older dragon to his left coughed subtly.
“If you would be so kind as to
draft a proposal for the law Isahn, we will vote over the issue at the next Conclave.”
“Of course,” Isahn murmured.
The discussion turned to other
more dull issues, leaving Ramaeka to muse on the debate. Humans had been eaten
by his kind for years, since they were created pretty much. Their very name
meant small food in ancient Amarian, but Ramaeka had never seen one face to
face, or even seen one uncooked. He had not realised they were intelligent.
He rather wished he could meet one to see if it was true.
Ramanae called for a refreshments
break. Ramaeka glanced down at the dragons who were now milling around
gossiping with each other. His father was talking to the thin, sour dragon,
who Ramaeka recognised now as Valek, he was a magic element dragon like
Ramanae. While all dragons were magically powerful those of the magic element
were usually gifted in a particular area of specialised magic such as healing,
locating and creating complex spells. Other dragons like Ramaeka as an earth
type, had magical ability mainly only over their own element. Valek was
supposedly talented in healing magic; however he had heard rumours that the
dragon was more interested in poisons and toxins than in helping his fellow
Amarians.
Glancing over at Isahn, the light
element dragon was chatting away easily to a fire dragon and an ice dragon. As
he watched Isahn casually glanced up, looking almost directly at him. Ramaeka
tensed in fear as he scanned the wall, his gaze settling on the vent. Ramaeka
met his clear grey eyes, his own widening in shock at his discovery. Isahn’s
mouth curved up slightly and he winked slightly before turning his gaze back to
the two dragons who were debating
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