"Just as expected, a Draconian never bows to anyone. No more than a few thousand years have passed. Yet, the son of a dragon has grown so weak," Amon remarked as he gave Jacob a curious look.
"Are you saying that I'm a Draconian?" Jacob asked in response to the comment. He was excited over the opportunity to learn about his origins from Amon and possibly who his father was.
Instead, Amon shook his head. "You're not a Draconian yet. There's no way any of them is as weak as you are. That said, you've shown decent power with Sacred Light Fist. That's the old demon's most powerful technique. How did you manage to learn it?" Amon inquired.
"The old demon?" Jacob didn't know any old demons.
He had learned Sacred Light Fist in Potestas Tower from the soul of an old man who subsequently left.