Dragon King Ares sat upon his throne in the great hall of his castle, deep within the Dragon Dominion, his presence truly a sight to behold. "Renzor," King Ares greeted, his voice deep and commanding. "It is good to see you again."
"Greetings to the Great Dragon King," Renzor responded, giving a respectful bow.
Ares surveyed Renzor with a keen eye, the weight of his gaze like that of a mountain. "You've grown since our last meeting," he remarked, his voice resonating through the hall. "I can sense the power within you, yet I also see the toll it has taken."
Renzor straightened, meeting the king's piercing gaze. "I seek strength and wisdom, Your Majesty. The Draconic Kingdom offers a unique opportunity for both. I am prepared to endure whatever it takes."
