Victory

The air crackled with energy as Lise and Eileen stepped onto the battlefield, their presence breathing new life into our weary group. The Demon King, towering and menacing, hissed in disdain, his eyes flickering between the newcomers. I

t was clear that he was beginning to realise the battle might not go as easily as he had expected.

Lise was the first to act. She raised her bow, the weapon gleaming with a frosty sheen as ice began to coat its surface. In a fluid motion, she released an arrow that streaked towards the Demon King, leaving a trail of freezing mist in its wake.

The arrow struck him square in the chest, and an explosion of ice followed, spreading rapidly across his body. For a moment, it seemed as though the Demon King had been encased in a block of glistening ice, his movements stilled by the freezing magic.