Cassius briefly glanced at the adorably watchful Yimin sticking to him like glue. An affectionate expression nearly formed, but when he saw the distant palace of ice a few thousand miles away, his expression cooled. Even if the threat was not an apparently dangerous one, it always paid off to be cautious.
Momentarily turning his head back, Cassius said, "Shrink."
Raijin—who was presently the size of a medium-sized country—rapidly began to shrink. In an instant, he became the size of a common garden snake, to which he then flew toward Cassius and perched himself atop his right shoulder. He was a black, shadowy, lightning-adorned dragon of terrifying might, but right now, he appeared to be no more than a cute, big-eyed pet.
Yimin suddenly perked her ears up, sensing the presence of a competitor. A competitor far more threatening than the Wolf Deity.