"The Giant's statue? What's that supposed to be?"
Cain looked puzzled as he asked Yu Zhou.
"The Giant's statue," Yu Zhou explained patiently, "is basically the giant's battle body."
He paused for a moment, recalling what he knew. In the original Ultraman Tiga storyline, Princess Yuzare once said that the Giant of Light is light — and Daigo was both light and human.
If that were true, then the Giants of Light weren't transformed humans, but rather beings who could leave their battle bodies behind when they returned to their homeland.
But Cain… he was obviously human — the prince of this continent, the son of a king.
How could someone like that be made of pure light?
According to the official Ultraman novels, the Giants of Light were formed from people who never gave up the fight against darkness — people who merged with the light of Orion itself.
Those two explanations didn't quite line up.
Still, Yu Zhou didn't overthink it. After all, he was living in this ancient age himself — the prehistoric era of light and shadow. Here, he could see the truth firsthand.
"So, you're saying," Princess Yuzare said, thinking quickly, "the Light Particle Converter can turn a human into particles of light, which then enter the statue and awaken the giant's body?"
"You've got it right." Yu Zhou nodded with a faint smile. "But in this era, giant statues don't exist."
"Era…" Yuzare murmured, quietly noting that word down in her heart.
"Then, Master," Cain asked curiously, "how did you become a giant?"
"That," Yu Zhou said with a shrug, "I can't tell you." Then, after a brief pause, he added, "Actually, I'm not too sure myself. My Sparklence was given to me by someone else."
That made Yu Zhou thinks of something — where did that red-dressed little girl get her own transformation wand?
Picked it up on the street? Obviously not.
That was a mystery still waiting to be solved.
"So, ordinary humans can't become giants?" Yuzare asked, sounding a bit disappointed.
"Normally, that's true," Yu Zhou admitted. "But there might still be another way."
In the later ages, without statues, no one could become a Giant of Light.
But this was the super ancient era — an age where light and shadow interwove freely. Anything could happen.
"Another way?" Yuzare leaned in, waiting intently for his answer.
"That would be… creating a Plasma Spark."
To become an Ultraman, one needed either a statue, a Sparklence, or — like Yu Zhou was saying now — the light of all creation itself.
The light of the oceans, the light of the earth, or even the mysterious light of Planet O-50…
"I know you two are dying to ask what the Plasma Spark is," Yu Zhou said with a grin. "So come on — I'll show you this big, shiny treasure for yourselves."
He keyed in a few commands to the ship's console, marking their current position before turning the craft toward the continent.
The endless sea stretched below them, islands scattered like stars. To find a wide, empty area, the mainland was their best bet.
And of course, with how fast Yu Zhou's ship could travel — capable of interstellar flight — crossing an ocean was nothing.
"This ship is so fast!" Yuzare gasped.
"Yeah! It's amazing!" Cain added, eyes wide in excitement.
Though they were royalty — the princess and prince of the continent — neither of them had ever flown in something that moved this fast.
Before long, the ship descended over a quiet stretch of beach, silver waves glimmering under the moonlight.
Yu Zhou stepped out first. "This," he said, finding a clear patch of sand, "is a miniature Plasma Spark."
He pulled out a glowing torch-like device, planting it firmly in the ground.
Instantly, light burst out, flooding the beach and turning night into day.
Thankfully, the area was deserted. Otherwise, the radiant display would have drawn quite a crowd.
"What incredible energy!" Yuzare gasped, reaching out as the light particles danced around her fingertips.
"There's so much light!" Cain exclaimed, eyes gleaming. "I can feel it all over my body!"
The energy radiating from the Plasma Spark was far stronger than the moonlight they usually trained under.
"By exposing humans to the Plasma Spark," Yu Zhou explained, "it's possible for them to gain power far beyond normal — the power of the Giants of Light."
"So that means we can become Giants of Light right now?!" Cain asked, barely containing his excitement.
"No," Yu Zhou said flatly, extinguishing his enthusiasm in an instant. "This is only a small-scale Plasma Spark. It can replenish light energy, but it can't turn a human into a giant."
"Then what about a large one?" Cain asked immediately. "Where can we find that?"
"The large one?" Yu Zhou sighed, spreading his hands helplessly. "I don't have it — or rather, it hasn't been built yet."
"Oh…" Cain's shoulders slumped. He had already been imagining himself battling towering monsters in a massive giant form.
"Plasma Spark, huh… I'll remember that," Yuzare whispered, her gaze fixed on the glowing device.
If humanity could create a large-scale Plasma Spark, they would finally have the power to fight the darkness on equal ground.
"Well, that's all the teaching for tonight," Yu Zhou said with a yawn. "If you still have questions, save them for tomorrow. I'm going to sleep."
He retracted the miniature Plasma Spark and headed back toward the ship.
Yuzare and Cain followed, the former deep in thought, the latter still giddy with excitement.
Yu Zhou didn't pay them much attention. The moment he got back to his quarters, he set the ship's AI to autopilot and promptly dozed off.
Before sleeping, he programmed the craft to return to its base automatically and unlock the hatch upon arrival.
"Professor Keshiva…" Yuzare murmured to herself. "I wonder if he could create such a divine relic."
Of all the minds on the continent, Keshiva was the greatest — the one most capable of engineering something like the Plasma Spark.
But to build it, she would need a reference — perhaps that very miniature Spark Yu Zhou carried. Borrowing it would be… difficult.
Meanwhile, Cain was lost in his own imagination.
"If I could become a giant," he said dreamily, "I'd want to look as cool and composed as Master Yu Zhou."
And so, under the pale moonlight, the ship drifted quietly through the clouds — one dreaming of strength, the other of light.