A cruel smile played on the demon's lips. It wouldn't be long before hunger forced the survivors to return. And when they did, they would face a chilling fate at the hands of the ice demon who now claimed their former home.
Clop! Clop! Clop! The rhythmic clopping of hooves grew steadily louder, a stark contrast to the desolate silence that gripped the water village.
From a distance, two figures emerged on the horizon, their forms growing larger with each passing moment.
One rode a magnificent Hell Horse, its obsidian coat gleaming in the moonlight. Its fiery mane and tail danced in the wind, a stark counterpoint to the frigid air that emanated from the ruined village. Beside him, riding a shimmering light horse that seemed to barely touch the ground, was Brittany. Her Shiny aura crackled with a hint of apprehension. Despite her recent discovery of her light horse ability, a sense of unease settled in her stomach.
