"Take this." The Dragon King put a pair of gloves on Alavenya's hand. "Your journey this time won't be anything like what you've seen before. So, I hope these gloves can aid you in this trip. These are the gloves that your mother used to wear."
"Father?" Alavenya raised her eyebrows. "Didn't you seal all of Mother's belongings?"
The Dragon King shook his head. "Not anymore. Just like your mother, you work very hard to pursue your own goal. If only I didn't always protect her, she might have become strong enough to protect herself. I don't wish to make the same mistake. Go, I pray for your success."
Alavenya didn't know what to say. Her father rarely talked about her mother ever since she passed away, but today, he looked different.
The Dragon King said, "The normal method to utilize the second half of my martial art is to make your body grow strong enough to withstand the power it wields.
