The flame that was around the size of a teenager's fist flickered brightly. It swirled around the blacksmith's hand. Old Jeff smiled with a childlike glee while he kept his gaze fixated on the Source flame.
The flame was the biggest treasure he received from advancing to Tier-1 and by revealing it to Dilan, Old Jeff wanted to express his gratitude.
Dilan didn't know about that but he felt that the flame was special. It was different to the highly destructive flame of the Pyroman, Pyro.
In no way did it mean that the Source flame of the Dawn was a gentle flame but that Old Jeff was able to control its wild nature freely.
"You seem happy. What is so special about this flame, except that you can control it?" Dilan was definitely intrigued.
For blacksmiths, it was already a huge gain to be able to control the temperature and intensity of their flame.
However, that was not enough to explain Old Jeff's gaze and behavior.