[VOLUME 2: SURVIVING THE CELESTIALS…]
Gathered around a bonfire were three figures.
Two of them were monstrous, one far larger than the other. They were beasts.
The third was human, precisely a young man.
The young man stared at the meat roasting over the fire. With a thought, he used his mental control to make the thick steaks flip and turn on their own, each side sizzling as the flames licked their edges.
"Dad, your control over your metal ability is getting stronger," a voice echoed in his mind.
"Yes, son. With more practice, my strength continues to grow."
Over the past week, Aleron had bonded deeply with his dragons, sharing every detail about his origin ability, the Origin Devourer, and the system with them. There were no secrets left between them.
They had grown close like a true father and children, constantly exchanging thoughts and knowledge. Their power was steadily increasing as well.
