Zephel silently watched them as Bidzil and Jones got a feel for their chosen monsters. It was fun to watch. Yet the winner was soon decided. Given the match up Bidzil would have needed a different strategy and his Spriggan isn't a wild one. Thus it didn't instinctively know what to do against such an opponent. Zephel walked forward between the two tamers and their monsters. "Here." He tossed a small potion to both of them. But to Jones he gave a free along with it. They were lightly tossed and the grass was thick enough to land them on the ground safely, though needing a bit of brushing off. 

"You both did fine. I'm actually surprised it went so well." He looked to Bidzil with an assuring nod. "You aren't seasoned yet. But you certainly care about your monsters, even one you've just met. I think that will take you far. However since you do not know your monsters capabilities it would have been best to let her act on her own. Sometimes a monster will know what to do." He looked to Jones and crossed his arms. "If you keep up the commands your monster will grow accustomed to your preferences. Keep that in mind." 

"Now you both are ready to go out and explore the lands for greater monsters and adventures. I will remain here for others who wish to become tamers." He began to walk back to where all of his belongings and the giant tent was. He no longer was directing their path.

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