"Such terrifying ice magic!" someone exclaimed.

They could hardly believe their eyes as snow started falling in the square.

"This black-robed magic caster must be very powerful, or he wouldn't have dared to challenge Lord Krassu to a fight."

"They both came out of the restaurant with angry looks. What happened inside?"

The customers stepped away from the two powerful magic casters. They didn't want to be caught up in their fight.

"Ding!"

The door opened again, and out came Amy, holding Mag's hand. When she saw the snow, she jumped up excitedly. She waved her father's hand, and said, "Father, look! It's snowing! It's snowing!"

Mag gave a nod. Yes. And there is a dragon in the snow. His eyes were fixed on the Frost Dragon that was forming in the sky. It was a silvery-white westernfor visiting.

Stout Mobai pushed his door open. A gust of cold wind made him shiver. He raised his eyes and espied the Frost Dragon. "A dragon?!"As in opposed to more serpent-like Chinese dragons.