Meanwhile, a flash of white light erupted from the bracelet, and the young Dragon Beast King suddenly leaped out, standing on the bed.
"Bastian!?" Tara Summer exclaimed, and upon closer examination, she found that the young Dragon Beast King had grown considerably, now a fully grown Dragon Beast, and far larger than Bartholomew.
Tara Summer looked at Bastian in amazement; he could no longer be referred to as the "young Dragon Beast King" but was indeed the true Dragon Beast King.
His entire body was a translucent color, robust and majestic, brimming with the demeanor of the ruler of the Dragon Beast World.
"Bastian…" Tara Summer thought seriously, filled with curiosity about the Dragon Beast King.
Considering that Bastian was just over a year old since his birth, his growth was astoundingly rapid. His stature was truly more formidable than Bartholomew's, who had been born thirty years prior.
