The figure on the outcropping was as large as one of the mountains outside and the silver haired man wondered how she managed to get in with such a huge form.
The white snow rested over her translucent body and the fragments of the icy water that dripped from above onto her back had also frozen over.
The form wasn't exactly that of a human's as the silver haired man had assumed while going into hibernation but the natural and powerful form that could make any other species fall to their knees and keep their heads down.
It was a sleeping Dragon.
