Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

Yet this wasn't everything, as the other scales moved fast and the next instant they were inserted deeply inside the body of the berserker, releasing purifying energy inside his body.

"Interesting," the berserker muttered while examining those scales inserted shallowly in his body, "you managed to hurt me while it was my turn to hurt you," he said and the next moment he laughed.

Arthur watched his scales with a shock expression over his face. "Wow," he only said this and went to silence.

"I fought many dragonairs before, black, silver, and other rare variations," the berserker amusingly said before he clenched all his body muscles, pushing the scales away, "yet I never met someone like you," he smiled while taking one of these scales, interestingly examining it.

"Holds such massive purifying power in this tiny thing," he muttered after some minutes of silence and observation. "It's good I wasn't a real dark master, or else I would have deeper injuries."

"Sorry, didn't know about this," Arthur didn't want the berserker to be mad at him, after all he was trying to befriend him.

"Don't be sorry, kid," yet the berserker laughed in an amused way, "this is really a surprise, a really interesting one," he then crushed the scale into powder while adding, "this time you proved your strength in defense. It's your time to attack me."

Arthur strangely glanced over the berserker before saying: "Isn't this enough? Can't you know my potential from this one?"

"Indeed," the berserker nodded, "but I need to know more. I have the feeling you have more potential than I just felt here. Plus…" his face turned serious before adding, "I care about my words so much. I promised you a mutual exchange, and an exchange is what you'll get."

Arthur was about to argue with him, proposing to release the berserker from his words, yet he was stopped by his golden dragon at the last moment.

"Don't," the golden dragon said, "just follow along his request and use all your strength. Don't hold anything back."

Arthur was surprised yet he nodded. "Here I come," he said before channeling his energy and the next moment he sprayed his fire breath, covering the body of the berserker.

"Purifying fire with such strong lightning?" the berserker seemed fine within the fire, "if you held this power now, what would happen when you manage to break realms and rise to ours? Impressive," he added, yet Arthur didn't finish.

"Use your silent roars now!" the golden dragon instructed.

"Hahahaha," Arthur laughed, and the next moment his silent roar appeared. The fire suddenly surged and became fiercer, making the berserker pause in his own words abruptly while frowning.

"A roar that augments the fire? Never heard of such a thing," he muttered before glancing over the distance, "and your fire can aid your pets to evolve, that's amusing."

Arthur stopped spraying his breath once he laughed, and after that he didn't continue to attack. He didn't want to do this in the first place, and now he patiently waited for the fire to die down and befriend this crazy berserker.

Yet when the fire died down, he was surprised to see shallow lacerations over the body of the berserker. The berserker kept examining his body in silence before saying:

"You managed to hurt me twice! That's really impressive!" he muttered before adding, "never thought someone in such a low realm can even leave a scratch on my mighty body."

Arthur didn't open his mouth and waited for this crazy one to settle on a decision. He was nervous, knowing if that man in front of him wanted him dead then he couldn't do anything to stop it.

"That's great, hahaha," the berserker suddenly broke into laughter, "you indeed have the potential to rise and be a great power in the higher planes."

"So, are we cool?" Arthur didn't mind all this praising yet he now mostly cared about his future with this berserker.

"Sure," the berserker grinned, "and I'll tell you a piece of advice, something not widely known here in lower realms I guess."

Arthur smiled as he said, "I'm all ears."

"It's about the secret of how to break the lower realms shackles and rise up to the higher planes," the berserker seriously said before adding, "take it from me, Orlaf, if you didn't start planning early you'll lose a lot of precious time and might even fail."

Arthur nodded as Orlaf continued:

"To rise you can't do it on your own. You need a group to depend upon. Up there everyone belongs to a clan or to academy for a reason. You can't just rise up alone, can't break the shackles of this world by your own powers only.

You need to have a clan or an academy, helping anyone of those to truly dominate a hundred lower realm, then you can rise."

"A clan or an academy…" Arthur muttered before adding, "I don't have a clan," he sincerely said.

"But you are lucky to have an academy," Orlaf said before adding, "you need to rise to be the dean of your academy, the absolute ruler. You have to work for the academy, grow the individual strength of their members and also the overall dominance of the academy to control the world you reside in and a hundred more worlds."

"This…" Arthur paused while picturing the big shots in his academy, "I'm still a disciple there, a freshly joined one!"

"I know," Orlaf nodded, "I have seen all the info about you, even about your golden lion weak clan," he added as he laughed. "Your choice to abandon your pathetic clan is indeed wise, and being a freshman in your academy is a blessing."

Arthur was surprised that his life info was well known to his enemy in such a detailed way. "A blessing… how?"

"You're still new there and can easily create a massive impact," Orlaf said before adding, "I read memos about your academy. Decent one in your low world, yet it's not that best out there. Frankly, it's just one of the lowest tier academies in your world."

"That's… bad."