The commotion in the courtyard, as violent as an earthquake, tore a huge gap in the upper court of the Dragon Nest. Quicksand from the top of Sand Peak poured down like a waterfall, completely burying Blue Dragon Clan Leader Patrice, who had only just fallen asleep.
"PFFT!" Patrice poked his head out and snorted loudly, expelling the sand that had entered his lungs. With some annoyance, he demanded:
"What foolishness have those idiots in the courtyard committed now!?" Obviously, similar incidents have occurred before, but the ruckus this time is especially loud.
"They... they're fighting again," a middle-aged Blue Dragon responsible for guarding the upper court replied, sounding somewhat helpless.
"Another mating season approaching?" Patrice asked.
"Correct. Only this time, it's mostly because of that new Blue Dragon."
"Hmm, a sufficiently prideful young dragon. So, he got beaten up? Is he badly injured?" Patrice seemed unsurprised, just not expecting it to happen so soon.
