Reflected in Ulyssan's dragon eyes was a fairly handsome young man with black hair streaming behind him, along with a ring in his hand.
The ring suddenly shone with a deep, dark light, as though the quiet night had abruptly descended. Ulyssan suddenly felt his eyelids grow impossibly heavy and his head turn dizzy, on the verge of falling asleep.
At that moment, Klein sensed the King of the North's spirit abruptly quiet down, no longer as frenzied as before. He saw the first glimmer of hope for establishing initial control.
He patiently waited for that moment to arrive.
Meanwhile, the swaying Frost Dragon looked ready to collapse and fall fast asleep at any moment. Suddenly, however, his eyes snapped up, and after lingering for three seconds, the sleepiness in them rapidly faded.
Seeing that Forced Sleep had failed, Sifa immediately erupted with flames beneath his feet, propelling himself into the air.
Ulyssan roared and swung his only remaining foreclaw at Sifa as though swatting a fly. When that failed, he simply spat out a pale blue wave of light, sweeping it across the air.
Sifa was immediately caught in the sweep, but his figure abruptly thinned within the wave of light. He used a Paper Figurine Substitute to escape the terrifying breath that could freeze people solid, his silhouette taking shape on the snow behind Ulyssan.
A thick layer of ice had already formed over his left hand. The Paper Figurine Substitute had not allowed him to escape the light wave completely. Sifa sent crimson flames rising from his hand, rapidly melting the ice and freeing his arm.
Having lost sight of Sifa, Ulyssan took another sword strike from the giant and vented his fury on Groselle. Just then, however, his movements suddenly seized up, as though every joint