"So boring!"
Snow White grumbled, stroking the icy surface created by the magic mirror. It held up both prosthetic palms, freezing everything on the fourth floor. Ice particles fall. Walking slowly while looking up at the fake sun. Red lips pursed, replaced the high heels with boots, and added a thick cape with [Cold Resistance]. Trampled corpses every time he met. Until her boots were covered in blood. Her eyes were cold, her tongue clicked as both of her eyes glared sharply at him.
"I think you're right about that."
