"Are you okay, lad?" Andrew Dawn asked, sensing that something was amiss with Ace ever since he removed the dragon blood from his hands.
The way things ended was not as he had envisioned, and he couldn't say he liked it. However, the state of Ace a second ago filled Andrew with a sense of dread for a moment. It felt terrifying, as if something was about to devour the space around them before suddenly disappearing.
Though it was frightening, Andrew couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity. For a second, a familiar aura erupted from Ace, reminiscent of the one he had sensed in the dungeon that initiated his connection with dragons. It was akin to the aura that had once erupted from a dragon bone in his storage ring.
