The swordmaster sat down. "Would you speak with me, please?"
The dragon approached warily. "No sword forged can pierce my hide."
"I know."
"Then why are you here?"
"To hear you out."
"No, why you?"
"I have studied long to learn how to keep a sword sheathed."
"Hm. That's a first."
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