On Shen's side, he looked up at the helicopter. Suddenly, a wicked smile hung from the corner of his mouth. Next, the dragon ring on his finger flashed a dazzling light, and then, as if from the palm of his hand, a huge thing leaped out.

"Get rid of it." Shen thirteen roared at the cold moon.

rushing out of the cold moon of the Dragon Ring Ring and screaming up to heaven, it seems to vent the depression of the bored space held in the ring, and to vent the excitement of seeing the sunshine and breathing fresh air.

After a long whistle, stare at the little fellow I've...