"Bolremgar, wake up," Eisen yelled out as he climbed off Cabarum's back and looked at the Bronze Dragon sleeping on the broken-down ship in the water. Slowly, the Dragon lifted his head and looked at the man standing in front of him.
"Oh, Eisen. You again… You know, the majority of Champions see us two or three times a year at the very most." He said in a quite sassy way, and Eisen crossed his arms, ignoring that comment.
"I need to talk to you, so come down here for a second." He asked, or instead commanded, and the Ancient Bronze dragon sighed loudly and jumped over to where Eisen was standing, transforming mid-jump.
"Alright, what do you need? Want the other egg I had?" Bol asked annoyedly, and Eisen shook his head. "No, thanks. And I'm pretty sure the other 'egg' wasn't an egg, was it?" The old man asked, and Bol began to chuckle.
