When the vegetation behind the young tamer's back became too thick for him to continue backing away, the dragon put its head closer to him, breathing heavily.
"K... Kenji?! Is that you?!" Yoichi stammered. Inside of him, he knew that everything he was experiencing was just a training vision, but that giant, fierce demon looked terrifying.
"Hmm? Kenji?" - Without any warning, the dragon spoke, answering Yoichi's question.
"Oh, fuck! You... you spoke!" he yelled, panicking. The dagger fell from his right hand, ending up next to his feet in the leaves of the underbrush.
"I'm not Kenji, boy," the giant red-eyed black dragon continued. His appearance was identical to that of his dragon demon, and the colors were very similar. The only significant difference was the size.
"I... I don't... um... I'm not going to fight you!" the young Nightblades warrior exclaimed. To show his determination, Yoichi straightened his hunched back and took a tiny step forward.
