The Silver Dragon Hatchlings kicked their legs, flapped their wings, and hissed as Medivh dumped them into the restaurant, where mountains of delicacies and high-energy food awaited.
Their attention shifted instantly. They treated the Dragon Restaurant like their own home and focused on eating until they could hardly move.
After a while, the Silver Dragon Hatchlings stopped hissing at Medivh and let down their guard, accepting him as their caretaker.
Dragons always ended up bowing to Medivh, earning him the renowned title of Dragon Tamer.
While Medivh was happily interacting with the Silver Dragon Hatchlings, the Blue Dragon Reinhardt was enjoying himself in disguise somewhere in an Alien Empire.
His old father-in-law was well versed in the art of escape. Even while being pursued by the Silver Dragon Clan, he still took in the scenery along the way and seized the chance to hunt in the wild.
"One hundred and twenty years old!"
Summer came and went, and returned again. In early April of the following year, it was the ninety-seventh year of Wrynn.
As the first thunder of early summer rang out, Medivh celebrated his one-hundred-and-twentieth birthday.
The lives of transcendental beings always seemed to pass quickly. Before anyone knew it, the Wrynn Family had nearly been around for a century.
Taking a break from his busy schedule, Medivh picked up the Wrynn Family's annual report and began to read.
Over the past thirty years, the Wrynn Family had independently launched or joined more than a dozen planar wars, further expanding its sphere of influence.
The Nightmares had first appeared more than twenty years ago. Ever since, Nightmares had spawned every night in the Wrynn Family's Block Cities, allowing them to stockpile vast numbers of Nightmare corpses.
After being left to settle for a while, the Nightmare corpses were