Barbaltan, look, it's Light.
...
Fang Hong raised his head and indeed saw that light. It was emanating from behind the looming dark clouds, like the dawn breaking, exactly when the Giant Dragon spread its wings and burst forth from the snowstorm.
He grasped the protruding spine on Alesha's back tightly with his hand. The sky filled with snow and wind lashed like knives against his face, sharp and painful. Fang Hong pulled down his wind goggles, turned up his collar, and pressed his lips together.
The Giant Dragon soared into the sky, like a streak of silver light, piercing through layers of clouds and heavy blockade.
The next moment, the snow mist dispersed, and the mountainous three-headed monster dragon, along with the girl in front of it—Dika's incarnation, once again appeared in Fang Hong's vision.
