'Oh, that boy is here too,' the dragon king thought when he saw that Damian was near him. Well, it would be better to say he was under him.
After having his memories return to him, the dragon king felt as if everything that had to happen had returned to its rightful palace. While he had disappeared for so long, most of the time was for healing himself.
He was extremely weakened when he fought against Kennedy. During the time he healed himself, he had no idea he had fought with him. All he knew was he had to survive and try to get strong.
'Well, I think I did grow a lot stronger than before,' the dragon king thought about the power that was welling up inside him. It was the power he had cultivated inside his small mana pool for centuries.
He had no idea of what he could do. All he knew was that he had to cultivate his power. Since he absorbed too much essence and natural energy.