"...At that time, I thought I was doomed. All I could think was that if I died, Russell, you would definitely know that the Frost Domain had changed, and you could lock down the Dark Dreamscape... I never imagined that Sembra would actually rush in..."
Within their minds.
Ouroboros Snake Ouroboros was recounting everything that had happened on the snowfield.
It and Nightmare Beast Sembra had already separated from their fusion with Russell. They each floated in midair, watching the Warm Enclave being opened alongside him.
After advancing into Pseudo-Dragons and gaining command of a trace of elemental power, both it and Sembra could fly now, though not very quickly.
"At that moment, the spear came down, but I no longer felt afraid. Sembra's arrival gave me the courage to face life and death head-on. It was also then that Sembra and I found, through a sudden flash of insight, the secret to advancing into Pseudo-Dragons."
Then.
It and Sembra had hovered between life and death, unleashing unprecedented energy and breaking through the ceiling of Phantom Beasts.
Moreover, the powers from their respective advances into Pseudo-Dragons collided, creating a tremendous art of explosion. It shattered the Frost Domain and blasted the Snow Troll away. That was how the mushroom cloud Russell had seen upon arriving had come to be.
"How wonderful." Russell could not help but sigh. "When our mental connection vanished, I truly thought I had lost you forever."
"Now Sembra and I can finally help you, Russell." Ouroboros narrowed its eyes in what was its own version of a smile.
Its body had grown beyond ten meters long, and its silver-white scales had evolved into a pale gold. Its tail in particular was a deeper gold, visibly brimming with extraordinary power. It was clearly the Pseudo-Dragon Horn.
Sembra