The white dragon nodded. "I heard about it from Bishop Misty's handler."
"She has a handler?" Karl asked.
"Of course. The time dragons make the green dragons look reliable and responsible. If we didn't assign someone to her, we would never know what she had gotten up to, as she never remembers to tell anyone.
She didn't even tell us about the incident with you, and still insists that she hasn't done it yet, but the Golden Dragon Nation has many of our people embedded in it, as it follows the Dragon Gods." Avatar Joel agreed.
He ran his fingers through his short white hair, then sighed, and took a book from his robes.
"Here, why don't you try this? It's a power matrix textbook. Most species wouldn't need it, but I suspect that you will."
Karl took the book and flipped it open to the first page. It was a newly written tome, and directed at monks, who needed to fortify their mental strength, as inner strength, not mana, powered many of their attacks.
