The Chitinous Armors

"Mhh."

A pensive frown creased his brows, and he crossed his arms over his chest as he pondered the suggestion.

'We both were imps, meaning our system was similar. Still, Luna explained that similarities weren't enough because our bodies were different. It's even more true now that I'm a drake imp.'

As he opened his mouth to refuse, he saw Morwen's expectant gaze, radiant smile and hands clasped over her abundant chest. Then, the others' envious grimaces painted their faces a shade of green.

He rolled his eyes at them, swallowing the rejection.

"Alright. You'll each show me how you do later. It'll help me as a reference."

"Yay! Big bro is the best!"

They yelled, jumping on their feet in joy and patting each other. 

Chuckling at their shenanigans, he asked them one last question.

"Why are you calling me big bro, by the way?"

Surprised by the obvious question, Silas stepped forward and grinned.