When Alex proposed his terms, the Aeolus Dragon's response was one of visceral outrage, its colossal frame twisting and contorting in visible fury.
'How can I, a creature of such noble descent, possibly entertain the idea of bartering with a human?' the dragon protested with indignation.
Unruffled, Alex merely smiled, offering a calm retort. "I recognize your desire to rise as the Aeolus Dragon King. I'm here to assist you in realizing that ambition. In exchange, however, you'll need to commit to a month of sparring sessions with my disciples. I believe this is a fair exchange for both parties."
The term 'Aeolus Dragon King' momentarily arrested the dragon's thrashing, a title it held in high regard, prompting it to speak in the humans' tongue, a tone of disbelief coloring its voice. "How did you come to learn of my aspirations?"
"I have my sources," Alex responded with a mysterious smile, his demeanor calm amidst the dragon's simmering aggression.