The crowd of children certainly sound excited, and it's clear that they've all become quite used to the unusual nature of his realm, as the hobgoblin children, looking the size of ten-year old humans, conjure simple weapons and armor for themselves, preparing for battle. Some of the younger dragons attempt to follow suit, though they tend to make simple mistakes, like adding too much weight, or covering their wings, making them unable to fly.<br/><br/>"Who are we fightin', Unca Draiss?" one of the youngest dragons asks, curious, as the children jockey for a position where he can see their battle prowess best, some of the less humble ones bragging about how well they've done.