The performance started the four maidens holding their instruments began to play their tune. Whereas the girl took two long clothes of same width and length.
As the tune began she also started to move her hands and feet with their music. The murmuring sound of people went to dead silence.
With four instruments there was also a kind of sound mingling with their harmonious music, giving off a beautiful yet dangerous with undisturbing authoritive feeling.
That sound was being produced by the cutting of wind from the main maiden's cloth.
Dancing gracefully with seductive aura around her. She captured each and everyone's attention present there including Elsa of course not the twin brothers who were in their own world.
Whereas our cutie Elsa was immersed in the music and performance not because she was interested but because, this performance was giving her some kind of amusement with excitement ( in her eyes as if she was looking at some kind of prey) she continued to watch the each and every moment of the performer.
"Good… Good very…very good… "Elsa murmured to herself. Curving her lips upwards she continued to glim evilly.
The twins finally came back to the living world when they noticed her changes…
Frowning unhappily that someone else was stealing her attention from them.
With a frown on their face they turned towards the scene that took her attention.
What welcomed them was a picture of some human females moving here and there…?
It was also kind of puzzling to them.
Because their little El was a person who has no interest what so ever in anything or anyone except them of course (what a exaggeration)
But slowly they noticed something was not right.
Narrowing their eyes. They were about to act but were stopped a…ahem….well let's call it a glare….of course a cute glare filled with non-existing anger…
Making the twins with brim with happiness not getting angry at all… no… no… how can they be angry if it their little Elsa…of course only she, not others.
Whereas Elsa continued to watch them with great Amusement…
As everyone were immersed in their own imaginary world…
The harmonious sound of the cutting winds mixed with the rhythm suddenly turned into solemn atmosphere filled with murderous aura…
Bringing everyone to the state of horror as if they were sucking in the state of some kind of horror stationed war….
Without any hope or anything…
Without any light or glimmer of hope…
Without any….?
Even Nephus and Thanos for a moment lost themselves as memories of their dark secrets began to replay in the mind.
Blood related moments of the torture and disappearance of their only hope…