"Hello, come speak up?" Cain waved his hand in front of the still silent Lich. The witch's outer appearance didn't change much, except for the massive scar on her torso.
"The cold befall on us, as does the memory of ice." The witch mumbled.
Cain started knocking on her forehead. "Did you have brain damage or are you just messing with us?"
"Absolute Zero, his power is slowly returning to the world. With it, the memories of a long-forgotten war have started to surface on the ice." The witch kept mumbling. This time Cain started to get a hang of what she was talking about.
"I know who Absolute Zero is. What I want to know is why in the nine hells you fuckers were here blocking and killing people on the road."
"The power will choose the coldest host, to become that we must master ice magic. Even if we didn't get the power, we need ice magic to survive after his heir is chosen. The world will slowly get consumed in layer upon layer of ice." The witch said in an ominous voice.
