"Ice Palace"
~whhiissssssssshhhh~
As if the chill that filled the atmosphere was a prelude. There was an even greater increase in temperature but that was just the beginning. The ground froze so much that it became a floor of ice, before Razarch could tell what was happening large walls had grown all around him. With ceilings incredibly high and made of ice, the chandeliers were ice cones pointing downwards and behind Lilion was a tall throne of ice as she spread her white wings.
Razarch's eyes widened, "You... are a mage, how do you have the power of space isolation, it should be impossible even for an archmage, and I can feel it from the strength of your attacks, you are not an archmage. What are you?" He growled as his blood thorns grew even taller furtherly plunging into Aria.
~whish~
