Clans and Techniques.

In the UVR, inside a towering spherical building that had a dark red-scaled Serpent coiled around it, an elderly man with a golden beard sighed dejectedly after receiving disheartening news.

"It understandable to reject those low-class clans, but to reject even us, The Rebellious Abrak Clan, he truly doesn't know what's best for him."

"Sir Brandi, you are completely right. This man is simply acting arrogant cause he landed on a legendary bloodline. But so what? Without joining a clan he won't be able to follow a bloodline path and learn techniques." A good looking young man with red scales around his neck scoffed.

"Mirage, don't disparage others without full information. After all, who knows if he is in a different clan already?" Brandi scolded.