Orff saw the Snake Dragons transformed from the Five-colored Dragon Eggs, possessing some characteristics of the Colorful Dragon Clan, yet more predominantly, features from certain Great Snakes. Some of the inheritance in their minds had already been altered.
"Why are there Bronze Dragon Eggs?"
Originally, Orff's confidence in the Empire grew stronger as he toured the various transformation facilities of the Snakes Hall, until his thoughts froze upon seeing a few lonely Dragon Eggs gleaming with a bronze sheen. Subsequently, his rationality snapped like a string.
"Are you crazy?"
"It's just a few Bronze Dragon Eggs; your reaction is too intense, Mr. Orff!"
The Snake-man Priest frowned, looking at the suddenly excited and agitated Original Blood Snake-man. Many Snake-men around had already looked over, displaying dissatisfied expressions.
"Just a few Bronze Dragon Eggs? Those are the eggs of the Metallic Dragon Race. Do you know what that represents?"
