[h2]Ezekiel[/h2]
She was one of his children? He wasn't even aware the god had any. It made sense for a 2,000 year old dragon to have children, but it was a topic previously never brought up, and Ezekiel never thought about it. Draken didn't sound too impressed with her performance, but his comment still held an overall positive tone. "I think it shows nice potential." It didn't hold the same power to influence as Draken's did, but it definitely held other uses.

It wasn't surprising to hear Draken instigating something of an argument. While he knew when to stop, he always wanted to have the last word. Nexias, however, seemed to [i]really[/i] want the last word. Before Ezekiel could fully figure out what the dragon was doing, he heard something. He looked up to Draken, curious, did he say something? But one voice turned to ten, and the ten continued to grow further.  Someone was talking, but so were a thousand others, all trying to command his attention. He doubled over, running his fingers through his hair, muttering in a futile attempt to drown out the whispering. 

Coming back to his senses, Ezekiel slowly straightened his posture, letting out an uncharacteristically nervous laugh. If nothing else, it was good to know exactly what other dragons were capable of. "Is...Is everything alright, my Lord?" He wasn't exactly sure why he was asking that question. Maybe it was to get his bearings, or maybe to make sure that he himself was still there. Most likely a mix of both. The elders were still addressing Nexias, so it couldn't have lasted that long. He sighed, leaning against his god once more.