A swipe of his tail could shatter boulders, and his Vajra Body could last for a long time with a single breath. Samadhi True Fire no longer needed to be saved as a trump card, and using Downy Hairs to detach two scales wasn't a problem either. Leon could genuinely feel his growth.
What Balor, the ancient and terrifying embodiment of evil, what Pit Fiend, the undisputed overlord among most devils. Leon was sure he wouldn't falter in a fight against them. Especially the former, with its abundance of fire damage, he was immune to fire damage and, as a Red Dragon, he didn't rely on fire damage for sustenance, making battles remarkably easy.
Nonetheless, Leon wasn't planning to do anything grand. Even if "the world is so big, I want to go see it," there was no rush. Wasn't he actually not even a young dragon yet? The future was long ahead, and even if he wasn't immortal, he had thousands of years to squander.
