Just as promised, a dragon appears, a dragon with shiny white scales and bright blue eyes. And as promised, it is no bigger than a fist. Much like Kisara, it regards Ferroc with gentleness, chirping and fluttering on tiny wings. This wasn't a battle, so Ferroc wasn't an enemy.

"Not magic," Kaiba corrects. "Something even stronger than that."

Fearlessly, Kaiba gives one of those razor sharp paws a pat. "Go on. See if she'll come to you."