Late to the Party

"Well, it would appear that we are late to the party." Draven stated dryly as he stood in the darkness with Nova. They were watching this group from her society in this forest. They were combing over everything. Nova was taking notes, remembering all the faces, new and old. She saw Newark standing with a few others. 

"It would seem we are." Nova stated as they kept themselves unknown and in the trees. No one the wiser. Even the demons that milled about, but the dragons left a large mark of magic and energy here. At least from what Draven could feel, this light energy. True fire was used, but if he was right and this was Nexus and Rue, he did not think that either could actually stop themselves from true fire. 

Though Draven's knowledge of dragon life and culture was minimal at best. He was aware of chi and he was aware that Atlanteans had been mates to chi in the past. Some becoming chi to dragons even. Atlateans were one of those special rare races.