The ice sanctum was filled with majesty and beauty. Its temperature was insanely cold, below freezing point, and if not for his meager ability to control the ice element, Atticus would have long since frozen.
Atticus went through another wave of murmurs and chatter as he followed Isolde through the sanctum.
"What the…"
However, there was a major difference this time around. Atticus had no idea why, but every single person he saw in the ice sanctum was female.
They all had cold and calculating demeanors and were all beautiful.
Isolde noticed Atticus' confusion and decided to address it.
"It's something we also don't fully understand, but it is extremely rare to find a male ice elementalist."
Atticus felt "rare" was an understatement. He couldn't spot even a single male no matter how long he looked.
