"That is your Spark of Divinity."
"Spark of Divinity?" Oliver frowned. "What is that?" He asked.
The dragon continued to explain with a smug smile.
"It is the source of all miracles."
After saying that, it abruptly stopped.
"...hm! Is that it? Care to explain what a miracle is?" Oliver inquired.
"..."
However, instead of answering, the lips of the dragon curled up into a grin. It truly felt that it had gained the upper hand.
After all, it had something that Oliver wanted.
There was no other way for Oliver to gain the knowledge he had.
Therefore, it wanted to make a trade.
A trade for freedom.
"Why are you silent?" Oliver inquired.
Oliver guessed as to why, but there was no way he was going to make it easy on the dragon.
"I can tell you about the divine spark and miracles, but you should give me permission to speak with you outside this place."
"Before that, shouldn't I know why a has-been god is in my mindscape?"
