At that moment, Isvarn's gaze drifted away from the cocoon and settled upon Yuuta. A faint smile appeared on the old dragon's face as realization finally struck him.
"Now I understand where we went wrong," he said quietly.
Yuuta slowly lifted his head from the ground. Instead of relief, his face only showed exhaustion. After failing over and over again almost 179 times, he had already begun doubting himself.
Part of him had accepted that perhaps aura simply wasn't something he was destined to wield. Isvarn was about to explain the solution in the simplest way possible, but the instant their eyes met, he stopped.
The hopelessness in Yuuta's gaze immediately caught his attention.
The old dragon's expression slowly hardened, and a trace of frustration appeared on his face.
"So..." Isvarn said, folding his arms across his chest,
"this is how much you truly love my granddaughter?" His voice was calm, yet every word carried weight.
