The mention of ice demons immediately caught George's attention. He exchanged a quick glance with Lucy, Raven, and Jackie, who all wore similar expressions of concern. They had faced Phrost, the ice demon who had nearly wiped them out in the winter, along with his army of ice zombies and a giant ice golem. But Phrost had been a singular threat, one massive, powerful demon. The idea that there could be more of his kind was unsettling, to say the least.
"You're talking about more than one ice demon?" George asked, his voice quiet but urgent. "We've faced one before, Phrost, but if there are more like him..."
Stephanie nodded, her expression darkening. "There are more. Much more. What we faced at Sugar Grove wasn't just Phrost's army. It was something bigger, multiple ice demons, commanding legions of monsters. At first, we didn't understand what was happening. We thought it was just the cold, a freak blizzard, but then the attacks started."
