Book 4 Chapter 12.4 - Reward
Curtis walked over to the storehouse he lived in, and soon after, he produced an old fashioned portable intelligence system. This thing looked like an antique from more than ten years ago, far inferior to the dragonrider standard intelligence system. It only supported voice in long range communication with no image, let alone a three-dimensional image.
Curtis fiddled with this thing a few times, and then he roared towards the screen, “Old partner, get up, there’s business knocking! You need to send two fellas over north, a place a bit north of the northern base.”
“Damn black devil, making me go to that blasted place! Are you...