"Oh, I see. A human Dragon Warrior." The Dragonman mused. "I didn't expect to see a Dragon Warrior in this era, now that the world has shattered and the gods have departed. Ah, this is truly wonderful."
Saying this, he walked over and casually placed a hand on Jason's shoulder. "You know, I haven't been out in a very long time. There are hardly any dragon descendants left in this age. I don't even know how many thousands of years it's been since I was last out. Speaking of which, I really must thank you. It's good to get out for some fresh air."
Seeing the Dragonman's easy familiarity, Jason didn't mind. "So, you all possess self-awareness? Then how did you become instructors in the Tower of Trial? Isn't being confined in this place unbearable? If it were me, I'd probably have gone mad by now," Jason asked.
