"Dust." Still wasn't good at giving introductions, after all this time. "And this is Skyship. It's -- not that you're uncertain. I've just been here a while. You're the third wave... or fourth, depending on if you count just two Scions, months ago, as the first one or not. Two months ago there were a few of us. A month ago, even more. Now..."

Now it was a pattern. Would this happen every month? New Scions emerging from nothing to claim dragon eggs, right up until -- something happened? Who knew what.