Qin Ziwen, who was just about to speak, suddenly paused. He felt a warm current rising within him, and as time went on, it grew stronger and stronger.
Finally, it washed over him like a tidal wave.
This was the power flowing back to him from Black.
Qin Ziwen's eyes shone. He felt better than he ever had before!
When the last wisp of the warm current faded, Qin Ziwen looked at the twenty-meter-long Black before him. He took two steps forward, cupped one of its feet with a single hand, and with a heave, lifted the beast clean off the ground.
"AWOO! AWOO!" Lifted into the air, Black thought its master wanted to play and let out two happy cries.
Deep within the dense forest, Little White Dragon heard Black's cries, turned its head for a look, and then looked away.
Meanwhile, Black tried to imitate its master by balancing on one leg like a flamingo.
