"Well then, shall we begin? You seem to be well rested."
The Ancient Dragon spoke with a sinister grin as he slowly stroked his long platinum beard, his equally long hair braided neatly on his scalp.
"How long will this take?"
Berkah anxiously inquired, adjusting his new black and brown garments woven from Atrax's web-strings and the pelt from the Pear-shaped beasts.
What he wore on his upper body was a black leather tunic that cascaded slightly below his crotch, and had brown fur as shoulder pads.
His pants were black, made purely from Atrax's webs and the boots he wore were a mixture of Atrax's webs, the pelt and Valeria's bones.
"Grr... For as long as it is necessary, until I deem that you are sharp enough to contest with the world's strongest."
"And in that time I will equip you with knowledge, skill and the necessary experience to grow even after you leave this Labryinth."
