"What have you done!" The White Dragon roared at Tyler.
Every place the Dragon's breath touched turned into ice sculptures, whether it was the ancient buildings in the style of Old Foss or the towering watchtowers. The large stone bricks altered their elementary composition upon contact with the White Dragon's breath.
The stones did not become solid water but turned into an element called ice.
A skirted armor protected Tyler's lower body from any damage, but his exposed chest and head were not spared. The Ice Element entered his left eye and half of his chest, spreading continuously within. Numerous tiny ice particles formed and wriggled under his skin.
Glory shimmered through Tyler, disappearing all his wounds without a trace.
Tyler said,
"Didn't you see? As a Pure White Knight following King Arthur into battle, you must have seen the Ancient God's Power, right? As you can see, I have released it."
With an air of rage, George spread chilliness around him, saying,
