Every step that Eleanora took in the ground started to cover in ice as she walked. Where, her long silver hair flew with her long blue cape as she moved.
Even while facing hundred barbarians at once, her blue eyes remained calmed and cold.
With a low sharp sound, she draw her sword out and hold it with full confidence like the barbarians infront of her was nothing.
Her sword movements was so swift and clear that, it looked like she was actually dancing with her sword rather then fight.
Cedrick felt a heart skip as he looked at her.
The cheerfulness and childish behaviour of her can only be seen by the people she is closed with.
Like her father, her cousin and her friends, which included him now.
She is a complete different person when she deals with others except those people.
Either it's normal people or the enemy, she always have her guards up against everyone.
Like no one can break the hard ice walls of her.
