Learning primordial techniques

Ainz was in his war room and he was surrounded by the 8 primordials. They looked menacing, all confident, and eager to teach. Apt to do and able to. They all were ready and Ainz was concerned and they were overzealous to teach him. Eyes were sparkling with a burning passion.

He was like a cornered rat from a cat. Being taught by them was what was his dream. Now the problem was if they would overdo it. He would be having trouble catching up.

He needed to be prepared. Especially his mind and heart. It would soon start and he would be training in their arts. All would be in the right place and at the right time. He would be having a rigorous week ahead. His rest would be short-lived and his peaceful days would have to end shortly.

They were ready to let the class begin. As far as Ainz was concerned, they would teach him their techniques and it would be tasking on their part.

"We will teach you the basics. The Primordial technique was divided into 8 groups of clans that merged. Having