After the group leader fell, the rest of the men planned their escape. However, Arctic unleashed chilling energy, and thorns made of ice levitated into the air before piercing each of the bandits' skulls, rendering them lifeless. They couldn't even scream for their lives.
"Is that it? No thrill at all?" she murmured while shaking her head.
Then she moved in the direction of the castle gate. From a distance, she saw a sliver-haired man entering the premises.
'Who is he?' She thought while watching his actions in secret.
Afterward, as soon as the man glanced at her location, she hid beside a damaged wall.
"Did he notice me?" She asked herself.
And she peeked once again at the man, but a large hand appeared from behind her, covering her mouth.
She panicked and released her energy; however, she immediately calmed down as she heard the man's hoarse voice.
"Calm down; it's me, young lady," he said before pulling back his hand from the princess' face.
