The Night's air was crisp with freezing cold, and the sand's below were tinged with frost. The midnight's glow encased the seemingly endless land; with the figure of a large, slumbering dragon resting beneath. Their white scales illuminated beautifully beneath the moon.

However, the ancient dragon's slumber was disturbed as it sensed the presence of another within its tranquil place. Slowly, the lanky beast arose with a booming snarl from its throat. Frosty mist oozed off its four wings, and it's tail dragged along the sand while it stood; creating hazardous ice crystals in the process.

Caligo turned to face the disturbance, as those large wings rose to the sky and unfurled in their freezing, lethal beauty. It's eyes stayed trained upon the Nightfarer, betraying its ancient knowledge behind those sharp orbs.