Marion walked through the Territory of Ice, a subtle frown knitting his features.
'Hot…'
It was way too hot!
He wasn't like those ice-cold beauties from the Frost Clan - he had no magic power which helped him offset the heat!
Sweat matted his forehead and clung to his skin like a second layer.
It was stifling, even after he had made the choice to wear lighter clothing.
Eventually, Marion gave up on trying to look good.
'Hmph.'
All around him, the Territory of Ice sprawled in all its scorching splendour.
Pale-white buildings dominated the puppeteer's surroundings, with strange pale blue runes carved into the more lavish and well-built ones. If Marion had to guess, their purpose was two fold; to cool down the house and also retain its welcome chill.
