You sat in the garden of the Dragon Altar, leaning your back against a tree trunk and closing your eyes. The weather was beautiful, a light wind was blowing, which swayed the branches and pink leaves of the tree, the rays of the sun were bright and warm.

You were just enjoying nature until none other than Zilong approached you silently. After a few seconds of him staring at you, the young warrior finally sat down next to you and cleared his throat to properly announce his presence.