Gideon watched the replay of the battle on his smart bracelet with Nathan and couldn't help but whistle.
"Damn, you guys haven't been slacking off in the slightest." He said and Nathan snorted.
"Of course, you think we'd just sit there twiddling our thumbs while you recovered?" His tone was sarcastic, though Gideon could feel the pride radiating off the dragon, it was like he was saying 'praise me!'.
"Hm. Good job you guys. Guess I'll need to work extra hard when I recover later." He nodded. He was indeed happy with their growth, and at the same time, the urge to grow stro her grew once more. He was looking forward to his new training routine when he was fully recovered.
At that moment, light flashed in the room and the Patriarch appeared carrying Ivan like a sandbag.
"Oh? Seems like you've woken up." The Patriarch said as he let Ian down who straightened his uniform.