Lann reached out his finger towards the infant that resembled a corpse, and Othello naturally grasped Lann's finger with his slender hand, almost like a dragon's claw.
Is it because... I received the 'Sunshine Moisturizing'?
That highest level healing 'Miracle' was something only the Queen of Losric, Othello's mother, mastered.
As the youngest child of the strongest branch of the Divine Race, Othello might be able to feel the power inherited from his mother in this situation.
Having been subjected to experiments that nearly killed him by his father's hand, reaching out for his mother's gentle and radiant power, yearning for love, was only natural.
"How ironic, the gods who once exterminated the Ancient Dragons and founded the Fire Age, are now seeking the form of the Ancient Dragons, attempting to adapt themselves to a world without fire?"
While holding Othello, Lann glanced at the corpse of Ausloes' White Dragon lying against the wall.
For a moment, he felt a bit of irony.
