Perched atop a snowy mountain peak, the cold breeze washed aside the long, dangling hair of the lone Azure Dragon. He sat neatly, perfectly balanced atop what could only be described as a knifes edge, his eyes were gently shut, his ears twitching with each gust of wind that washed past his face.
Azure Dragon, although looking much younger, merely 5000 years old, still possessed his long yellow horns and deep blue cloak. Behind him, a ring of fire, water, wind and earth burst to life. Each one of these rings expanded, the essence in the atmosphere slowly pulling them towards one another, until finally they connected, intertwining and beginning to quiver with excitement.
Azure Dragon carefully cupped his hands, his balance remaining perfect as a purple hue burst to life from his body. Countless nodes of essence danced with glee as they raced towards the elements. The purple hue traced the outskirts of the combined ring, encasing it in a thick glow.
