Gauss felt unprecedented power surging through his entire body.
With the Tough Scale Bloodline activated, it seemed his physical body had been enhanced in every way.
"Is this the power of a dragon?"
The words that had appeared just moments ago flashed through Gauss's mind.
"Dragon" was a fairly broad concept.
In this world, dragons weren't a single species, but a vast and complex family of creatures.
At the top of this family were, of course, the most powerful and relatively rare giant dragons, also known as true dragons.
Whether Chromatic Dragons, Metallic Dragons, or some other special Dragon Species, they all possessed tremendous intelligence, long lifespans, and great power.
As they aged, they grew stronger, gaining significant improvements to their size, strength, spellcasting, and armor. They were a race at the very top of the pyramid.
Beneath the true dragons were dragon beasts, lesser dragons, and all kinds of Dragon Blood creatures.
As far as Gauss knew, even among humans there were bloodline inheritors such as Half-Dragons, Dragonborn, and Dragon Vein Warlocks.
It seemed his own racial Talent was developing along the same lines.
After taking in the changes to his body, Gauss looked around.
Everything had happened in the blink of an eye. Now, flames from Burning Hands still surged along the wall in front of him.
The air was thick with the strange, savory smell of scorched protein.
The scent of meat coming from the Elite Monster Bearman in front of him was especially strong.
The Bearman had first been roasted by fire, then bombarded by several Magic Missiles. The explosions had scattered chunks of meat about the size of fists, and the portions, roasted at high temperatures, gave off a tantalizing blend of char and savory meat.
The smell slipped into Gauss's nostrils, and his throat