The dragon's lightning eyes studied Kael with ancient curiosity.
"I will train you," the dragon said. "Lightning rule power refinement and body cultivation. Those are my areas of expertise."
Kael looked up at the massive creature. "What about mana and soul paths?"
"Not my areas of expertise," the dragon replied flatly. "I won't pretend to guide you where I lack qualification."
"What's the catch?" Kael asked.
The dragon exhaled. "No catch. I've been sealed in this chamber for over five thousand years. I'm bored." The dragon's lips curled—revealing teeth the size of swords. "Brutally, mind-numbingly bored. Training a talented youngster is entertainment."
"The training will be brutal," the dragon warned.
Kael considered. Training from a creature whose aura rivaled the Vorn Family Head. A dragon. A being from the Primordial Era. This wasn't an opportunity that came twice.
"Agreed."
The dragon nodded. "Prepare yourself. Training begins imme—"
