It didn’t stop green Morrice from following the staggering purple down, lining up for another shot. Overall the story in book 2 has been quite good so far. The pacing of the stroy feels quite good however it is beginning to feel like Arthur is fighting against the world a little too much. Having characters struggle is definetly important but it is beginning to feel like Arthur can't catch a break.

His hesitation caused Silvy to fear the worst. Her eyes widened and she screamed. "Healer! Healer!" The characters in this story tend to be very well written most of the time. My main gripe is normally with Arthur. Now I understand the main character must have flaws and such but since around the start of book 2 Arthur tends to be a bit oblivious to certain things and basically ignores the benefits and use of his 2nd legendary card. To be honest he also isn't using his 1st one to the full effect either but I understand that one a little more due to the amount of work and resources that one needs. The way Arthur has been written throughout the story so far has placed heavy enphasis on how much of a survior he is and how cunning/devious he is at times. This was fine for book 1 but for book 2 it has posed a bit of a problem especially since Arthur's goal and the method he uses to reach his goal are obviously going to lead to bigger problems, problems that may not have a solution. Arthur is also supposed to be reasonably smart but certain events in book 2 have left me questioning this. I have been left wondering why didn't Arthur know certain things more than a few times, and if the answer is because it advances the plot then I say that is just lazy writing. His dragon had been a natural flier right out of the shell, and he’d worked hard on leveling his flying skills since then. Arthur wished more than once he could find an Empathy card to feed to Brixaby... but so far had come up empty.

Arthur’s only concern was for Cressida and Joy. As Joy was a Rare, she took up the protected middle spot in the lower diamond. Relatively chill, not quite slice of life as while theres plenty of action, mc has a utility power. Arthur and Brixaby cheered as the formation disintegrated into chaos; rides cursing and dragons scattering in every direction.

Arthur barely had time to grip the saddle under him before Brooks folded his wings and shot to the ground with more alacrity than he'd ever shown before. Arthur wished that Instructor Athena was there with him to help direct the dragon. But just as the rest of the class was doing formation drills… he was in training, too. As a Legendary rider, he was expected to train to be in charge. These were the two purples in the class. The only ones aside from Brixaby who were still too small to carry their riders. Purples generally didn’t fill a combat role during scourge-eruptions. Traditionally, they were couriers or independent rescue units to evacuate those who couldn't get out of the way. So they were excused from all but the most basic formation flying. It was a common threat and Arthur thought Brixaby meant it this time... and he wasn’t sure he would stop him.Athena was silent for a moment. Arthur wondered if he’d overstepped, but he didn’t want to show weakness by looking at her for confirmation. His draconic eyesight was better than Arthur’s too. He gazed up into what looked to Arthur like endless blue sky. “Yes, they’re ready.” Ok, I am going to combine grammar and style mainly because there is not much I can say on the matter really. I really enjoy the style that this story is written in. I love getting the odd POV chapter or segment of a chapter. I find that it quite refreshing and that it helps flesh out the supporting cast of characters. The overall grammar quality of this story is quite good, there are still a few mistake but I don't think I have read a single story on here that doesn't have them. No, no, you'll be fine," Arthur said. "Look, the healers are nearly here." He pointed to the trio of two men and one woman who were running from the hive entrance.

She turned to Willard. “You have displeased your Legendary superior, rider. You’re done for the day.” I found plenty to be satisfied by in the conclusion, but there are a few open mysteries and a bit of a cliff-hanger at the end - lots of room for this to be a full trilogy!

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Brooks,” Arthur said, reaching down to touch the orange scales. They were a particularly... unpleasant color that reminded him of spoiled oranges. “Turn to the west. The wing is making another pass.”

Brixaby was a touch too far away to stop the green. Instead, he put himself in between the two dragons just as the second beam went off. He was also one of those dragons who didn’t speak to whom he thought of as “outsiders”. He hadn’t spoken so much as a word to Arthur in all the weeks of training class.

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The last reason Arthur disliked riding Brooks during practice drills, Brixaby became incredibly, obnoxiously jealous. Brixaby concentrated for a moment, and Arthur knew his ridiculously deep voice was currently echoing in two dragons’ heads far above them. That had been a gift from a mind-mage card Brixaby had absorbed a few months ago. In fact, the vast majority of the novel is him building up utility based skills and classes based on his "master of skills" legendary card ( cooking, cleaning, thieving, performing etc;)