The mist that got thicker was forming into the shape of a face. It started looking like a floating ice sculpture. The face was definitely from a man's. It had thick brows and the facial features signified old age. There were white frost crystals above it's head resembling a crown. The hair attached to the head was long and appeared as smoke.
The mist looked like an ice spirit, a blizzard that came alive.
The mist's eyes shot open and it darted towards Ashley. It then opened its mouth.
"Master…"it said as it hovered above Ramier's palm.
Ramier's jaws dropped and completely turned his body to face Ashley.
"What did you do?"
Ashley was stupefied with his question. What did this have to do with her?!
"What? I don't know! "She said." Your hand just did that thing!"
"But I didn't do that!" he said .
The voice then interrupted the two of them. With a deep voice, it repeated its words.
" Master…"
