Asher strode into the training arena, his eyes scanning the surroundings with an air of authority. The sight of the captive dragon in the distant corner drew his full attention. Its movements were restricted by a chain around one of it's legs. With dragons nearing extinction, every one captured felt like a fleeting opportunity to ensure their survival.

He addressed his apprentice and students waiting nearby. "The key with dragons is to assert control without diminishing what makes them extraordinary," Asher declared, his tone a balance of reverence and firm guidance. "We must learn about each dragon on an individual level—their species, nature, sex, even choosing a name."

Asher laid out offerings of raw meat and berries before the dragon, while keeping a safe distance from the creature's reach. He knelt, his gaze steady and gentle as he spoke directly to the dragon. "I will not harm you, but I need to know I can trust you. Will you accept this offering in peace?" He hoped the dragon could understand him on some level."