After some time, Leon was sitting on an icy throne he had sculpted for himself right at the heart of his base. And Seraphina had been right about everything. She had read him like an open book and predicted his every move down to the letter.
He was alone. Seraphina's brother Draven had been sent by him to attack the other base. And honestly, Leon didn't care whether Draven won or lost over there. The boy was just bait. A sacrificial piece thrown to give the other team the confidence to attack his base while thinking they had an opening.
But then he was surprised. Because someone was actually walking into his base.
He stood up instantly and went into alert mode. His eyes locked onto the figure ahead. A girl walking beside a frozen tree, each of her footsteps cracking the slightly frozen grass beneath her. Her breath escaped in cold white clouds as she entered his domain where the temperature dropped with every meter closer to him.
