QUOTE : the Treasure Hall… “Dragon fever,” Yerin said from the front of the cloud. Lindon jerked up, startled out of his daydreams. “Dragon?” She laughed into the wind as they skipped off of a outcropping, floating down to land above the ground again. “That’s what master would say. Sacred arts are expensive, and it takes a pile of pills and treasures to advance. It’s when you get lost in gold for it’s own sake, that’s the dragon fever.” Lindon’s face heated. She’d seen through him without even looking at him.