The sun rose late in the morning in the north during the winter. When Saleen woke up, the sky was not bright yet. The shadow of the temple stretched incredibly long and several hundred spirits were hiding within the shadow. They allowed the people in the temple sleep peacefully.
Saleen stretched his body and stood in front of the window. There was not a hint of snow in the square, the giant magic array gave off a weak elemental energy on the white floor.
A graceful figure walked over from the East and stood on the platform of the temple.
"Irene? What was she doing here so early?"
Behind the pillars along the corridor of the temple, two swordsmen appeared and blocked Irene. Irene said something in a low voice, the swordsmen shook their head and did not allow her into the temple. Saleen thought hard before returning to his bed and said towards the magic array, "Let her in."
