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[h2]Egwene[/h2][/center]
"EH! LET GO OF---" Egwene felt a thug from behind before she could draw her sword out. "Oh, okay," Reluctantly, she calmed down after being face-to-face with this dragon again, her fingers twitching around the sword scabbard.

And the dragon transformed back into her human form almost the same way as her dragon transformation. She noticed an arm outstretched towards her, and turned to face that person. Touching his hand gently, calluses & blisters of her palms could be felt as she looked at Zarin, her showing a gentle but a clearly mischievous smile. "What the hell are you thinking of doing to a young and innocent lady!?" Egwene sweeped Zarin down the ground with her firm grasp on his arm. Dusting her hands in a satisfied manner, it seems that she had gotten the wrong idea somewhere. Going back to her good old days as a village bully has helped to relieve the tension of meeting a dragon, as much as she tried to hide it.

"Training?" Egwene stopped the crackling of her knuckles. Trained by a dragon? She wasn't sure what to respond with this favour. "Sure," She agreed just like that, something like that wasn't in any fairy tales. [i]Those legends are very unreliable...[/i] But why not? She is eager to learn how to spew dragonfire like a real dragon. 

Apparently, she is already missing the point of that training before it even started...