"I knew it, it really is you!"
Paladin Rand looked at the young man not far away, whom he had spent nearly ten years growing deeply familiar with, only to feel utterly strange and unfamiliar in the sudden advent of the Holy Dragon's revelation. As the young man transformed, someone he only heard tales of—the Holy Dragon's Son—Rand was shaken but soon gave a relieved smile, his face revealing relaxed joy.
As a Paladin, his perception and wisdom were not so dull. From the time he first entered the Black Mine Pit under a hidden identity and inadvertently met this young man, he sensed the young man's extraordinary origin.
The subsequent nine years only strengthened his belief that the young man must have an exceptional background, as the knowledge possessed by Illia seemed remarkably vast.
However, the knowledge did not align with the youth's apparent frailty and powerlessness. How could someone who mastered so much knowledge be merely mortal?
