Without waiting for Liara's reply, I popped the golden dragon pill into my mouth. It had a spiky, sweet, perfumey flavor like rosemary. I assumed the taste was mainly ether flower because I've had dragon steak before, and it was a whole different flavor.
Then, as if driven by nostalgia brought about by finding Divah's traces, I suddenly recalled a time when I used to complain to her about how harsh the training was.
My master explained it to me between even harsher training—battling bloodhorn stags and blue grizzlies barehanded while under the influence of a poison that sapped stamina—that a child's body continually underwent rapid growth… "Because of these growth spurts, an ideal period of time occurs where a kid like you can build up your fundamentals."
"And you can't miss this ideal period, kiddo, because it's time you'll never get back," Divah had explained.
