"Show me what you've got, Emilio," Julius said with an energetic smile, pointing his wooden sword towards his son, "I want to see what you've learned in your travels. If those stories you've told are more than exaggeration–if you've earned that insignia!"
However, now, with experience under his belt and a plethora of powers etched into his flesh, the excitement Emilio felt was somewhat different as he stood there with a smile, holding the wooden sword in his metallic, right hand:
Emilio was now ready to show his father just how much he'd grown–specifically, how much stronger than his father that he had gotten over the course of his journey to become a world-class adventurer.
"Sorry to burst your bubble, pops, but I fight a whole lot differently now!" Emilio said.
The air around him shifted as the temperature rose somewhat; a small amount of azure scales protected his hands like gauntlets as his amethyst eyes turned to a draconic blue.
[Dragonheart System Activated]
