The fluctuations of space rupture alarmed every White Dragon, and some White Dragons prepared their Dragon Breath cautiously. Accustomed to the long cycle of reincarnation in the Human Realm, the White Dragons hadn't yet adapted to their new bodies, no longer cursed, and they still instinctively used Dragon Breath as their means of attack.
In the sky, all the Giant Dragons transformed into human forms, which was basically a friendly gesture, for the combat ability in human form was far weaker than in their dragon form.
"Eh? Slite!" The Elder of the White Dragon exclaimed in surprise.
"It's you! Ashton!" Slite also exclaimed with joy.
"Old friend!"
The two old dragons embraced each other.