Vines cascaded down towering marble pillars. Frost flowers bloomed everywhere, showcasing the magnificence of winter.
In this ethereal wall that radiated with white and blue, the androgynous Frost Devil stood like an erect spear in front a five foot two inches tall Human with short brown hair, his gaze neutral.
Miwa, looking at the devil, blinked and stared at it in confusion.
The Devil did the same and stared back at Miwa.
An awkward silence befell with neither of the parties speaking. They simply stared at each other.
After a long silence, it was Miwa who broke the ice, asking, "So… you are my Master now?"
The beautifully handsome Frost Devil nodded its head lightly.
"You were the one who put me in an illusion?" Miwa took a step forward and fiercely stared at the Devil, unafraid of the consequences.
The Frost Devil nodded its head again and didn't speak, what was going in its mind was something only it knew.
