On a good side, this was a great opportunity to test how good of a cure these things were. And how they worked exactly, actually.
I flew to the pen where the dodo chicks were kept. The place was constantly buzzing with activity: bees brought in fresh food, cut it into tiny pieces that even chicks could digest, fed them and cleaned the beasts. Unlike black dragons, which could be left to their own devices most of the time, dodo chicks required constant maintenance.
We barely had enough people for this. All the bees involved looked tired, and I knew even they wouldn't be able to work at this pace for long.
But we only needed a few more days.
I looked over the dodo chicks. Right now, many of them were shedding their scales to replace them with thicker, bigger ones. Still, the beasts were far from being adults.
All of them had the same stats, so I picked one that looked slightly weaker.
