<span style="color: #0059b3">"You will respect the decision of our government. They are dragons and this is a dragon issue." </span>When they crossed the portal, they were on the base floor of Wyrmrest Temple and almost instantly spears were pointed at their throats.<span style="color: #59b300"> "Intrud... Urgh, you again. And you brought a friend."</span>One of the drakonid guards spat on Mischa then turned away, motioning for the other guards to stand down. Mischa smiled to Order and walked over to a Bronze dragon in his Elven form.<span style="color: #ffcc99"> "Lady Mischa, it's always wonderful to see you again. How may this one serve?"</span><span style="color: #0059b3">"There's two Infinite Drakes attempting to start a brood of dragonlings in this timeline. They need to be snuffed out before they can become an issue, but we need proper meeting to make it an official." </span>The Bronze frowned and sighed.<span style="color: #ffcc99"> "I can put in a request, but you know as well as I do that nobody wants to act anymore. They're all too scared of the Eternals, The'kal is kidnapping our kind and turning them into those abominations. The winged demon is trying to enforce her laws universally across the world and making people behave how they demand. It's not safe out there for our kind."</span>Mischa nodded and let out a quiet sigh.<span style="color: #0059b3"> "I'll gladly remove them, but I need permission from the Council." </span>The Bronze stood up and squeezed Mischa's arm before it transformed into a small whelpling and flew away.<span style="color: #0059b3"> "I can't believe you're sympathizing with the Infinites." </span>Mischa turned back to look at Order with her arms crossed.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>