Karl lay perfectly still as his body began to reform out of the mist. Any attempt to move only slowed the process, but interestingly, he could still use skills and channel mana.
Just as long as they didn’t affect his body.
He wasn’t, as he was already low on mana. But when he sensed that one of the others was in danger, he would renew a buff on them, or grant them an [Eternal Lightning] barrier for a few moments.
The time to regenerate an entire body was agonizingly slow, and Karl wondered if part of the issue was that his draconic body was so large.
If it were just his usual form, would he have already coalesced? He had surely regenerated more than a demon body worth of dragon flesh so far.
But thinking was about all that he could do, other than casually looking out for the Golems, and making sure that Cara and Hawk didn’t get themselves into too much trouble.
However, one thing was clear. They were going to need a new Academy.
And possibly new Cadets.
Karl didn’t know how secure those panic rooms were, but the scattered lightning and the impacts of the skills used in the admittedly brief battle between him and Oobleck had destroyed every tree for a hundred kilometres, only one building was still standing, and he had no way of telling if any of the teachers were still alive.
There had been a barrier on them at the time of impact, he was reasonably certain. But that didn’t mean much when it was raining Divine Lightning and Mythic Ranked attacks.
Karl had almost forgotten that everything in the Dragon Isles was made of incredibly durable materials, so casual attacks didn’t cause much damage, and the backlash of larger attacks only took out a building or two.
Even the trees and grass were more durable there. The standard lumber axe of the Golden Dragon Nation wouldn’t even put a scratch on most of the trees in the Dragon Isles. Commander Rank lumberjacks with warrior class skills for cutting were the norm there.
Even in Drodh, which was on the low side of the power spectrum for the Dragon Isles, the battle hadn’t completely levelled the city.
Not even the sprawl.
The same could not be said of the Golden Divine Academy. It had been built with nonmagical materials by human craftsmen decades ago, and then repurposed into the academy for the Elites when the program started.
Karl finally felt his scales and blood vessels reform while the last of the black mist solidified, allowing him to slowly get to his feet. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
He tried to step gently, as he had crushed a building when he landed, but the battlefield didn’t look as bad as he had expected.
Not entirely because of his own team’s skills, though.
The Divine Lightning hadn’t cared about friend or foe, and the majority of the crabs had been scorched to death when it landed. Rae had managed to dodge the strikes easily enough, and Hawk had simply flown away when the storm started, so he wasn’t directly under the clouds.
Black clouds meant rain, and he was not about to willingly subject himself to that.
Karl shook out his wings, getting rid of the lingering tingle of regeneration as he surveyed the destruction.
[Everyone check in.]
[One Remi, intact and healthy.]

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