Polar, wearing a dark blue coat, sitting on her broomstick, zoomed along a field that was completely covered in iced grass. Everyone else was clad in mufflers, scarves, and coats. Mia was wearing snow boots.
"Mirkwood Frost. I put a special built-in feature for your gun that allows you to survive off of magic power from other beings. Keraha, Binoche's sister, lives here and harbors quite a good scale of magical power. We should drain some from her." Polar said, playing patty-cake with Jack Frost.
Mia nodded, taking her gun out of her back pocket and holding it up, finger pressed lightly on the trigger, ready to shoot at any given time.
"I'm mostly a fire witch, but on the other hand, ice is my second element, so being here gives me a good experience." Polar added. Mia nodded. She shot a silgave hiding behind a small stone wall.
"Heehee, you're a natural, I hope Keraha is ready for this!" Polar exclaimed.
"DId someone say ready? I can prepare myself if that's the case-" Chris was hit in the face by a snowball.
"Shut that whore mouth for once." The Ripper sighed. Mia giggled.
All of a sudden, the wind picked up, and a large swirling sound was heard. Immediatly, it started snowing hard.
The girls screamed and covered their vision. The Ripper held onto Mia, while Chris held onto him, and Polar held onto her broom.
"Jack Frost! Did you do this?! It's not funny!" Polar shouted, their voices hardly audible over the sound of the storm. Jack Frost shook its head.
"The forecast said nothing about blizzards!" The Ripper yelled.
"It might be Keraha!" Polar yelled back.
"How is that possible?!"
"Keraha is known for her ice magic!"
The yelling back and forth continued.
"What are you talking about? That's hardly possible!"
"Not if you're a mage!"
The Ripper sighed through his nose and gave up arguing with a witch.
After a few minutes of their vision blurred, and their noses runny, the four found a place to take shelter in from the storm.
"Keraha doesn't have clairvoyance, so I don't expect her to see us, but seriously, I wonder if she knew we were here?" Polar said aloud, speaking to herself, however. The others thought about it.
Polar's hat spoke to her. "Keraha is probably in a bad mood at the moment."
Polar nodded. "I see...That could be possible. I remember when I was a beginner at witchcraft and magic. When I had bad moods, I always set off fires in forests nearby, or accidently turned the floor into lava."
The others gave Polar strange looks. Chris couldn't care, however, and was holding onto The Ripper.
"Since it's so cold, we should warm up using our body heat..." He snuggled into the gunner's jacket, then fumbled with the zipper, trying to take the garment off. The Ripper slapped his hand off.
"How long are we going to be stuck here?" Mia asked, fear in both her tone and eyes. Polar stroked her head.
"It's okay, Keraha will eventually calm down." Polar cooed. Mia blushed and smiled.
"I'd suggest spin the bottle, but-" Polar was cut off by Chris.
"YES! YES! YES! YES! AHHHH-" Chris moaned, obviously liking the idea, but The Ripper knocked him out by punching him in the face.
"You're right, not enough people." Polar sighed. "Monopoly?"
The Ripper shook his head.
"Spongebob edition?"
Shake.
"Apples to Apples?"
Shake.
"Sorry!"
Shake.
Polar collapsed on the floor.
"Then what can we play?" She groaned.
"We can go on a killing spree."
The three turned their heads to see a figure standing at the door of their small hut.
A slightly tall boy, probably around 150-166 cm, with brown hair, a dress top with a black vest and tie, black jeans, and black vans, holding a rod, and playing with a ball of ice.
"A mage." Polar pointed out.
"Not just any mage." The unknown mage spoke. "A highly skilled warlock."
"Aren't you being a little arrogant?" Polar asked, annoyed. The mage glared at her.
"Clearly I'm from a better class than you. Look at your clothing." At this comment, Polar got up and stormed at the mage.
"The fuck did you just say?" Polar's face was filled with rage.
"You don't look any better than me." The male mage smirked.
"Do you want to die, short shit?" Polar grabbed his head. He smacked her hand away.
"The name's Matt. I'm heading to Empyrean." He walked out but before he stepped out, he turned to the others. "I'd let you join, but you wimps are nothing more than mere livestock for Bakal's sons. Have a nice life while you're still using it." The mage hopped out and ran away, his shadow fading into the distance.
As soon as he was gone, real, actual sparks began snapping near Polar's head.
"Come on guys." Polar grabbed her things and gestured to the others. They stared at her.
"He's probably going to claim Keraha's head. We can't let him get her before we do. Besides, we'll get rewarded if we get both her and her sister." Polar smirked, pointing a thumbs-up.
"Her sister?" Mia asked. Polar nodded. "Binoche. Fire user." Polar's eyes turned to hearts. "I would love to get a few samples of their magic, fire and ice, ahhhhh~" Polar squealed, thinking about it.
"Sounds good. We could use organic ingredients for food if we had that money." The Ripper remarked. The others nodded.
"Here we go!" Polar shouted, her voice decreased significantly from the effects of the blizzard.
The four trudged through the snow, looking for signs telling them the right way to go. However, it was impossible.
That was, until, they crossed a small hut full of silgaves.
"Bingo!" Polar said, but it sounded like a whisper. They ran over to the shelter. Polar kicked the door open.
"Excuse us, but could you tell us where Keraha is?" Polar held her finger up to one of the goblin's forehead. It stared at her in fear. The Ripper pointed his guns at the others.
"She's northeast of here! You'll be able to see her if you keep going!" The goblins screamed. Polar hummed.
"I'm not satisfied. Give me a magic compass." She said. The goblins swallowed slowly, and then handed over a compass, glazed over with sparkling ice. Polar smirked, taking it from their hands.
"Thanks. This will come in handy." Polar said. They all left the hut after her.
"That was awfully mean." Mia spoke. Polar looked at her.
"It's all to get to Empyrean, princess." Polar gazed at the compass, its surface shining.
They kept walking, and for what seemed like 30 minutes, the compass began burning.
"We're close. Dangerously close." Polar whispered. "Be quiet. We don't want her to know we're here."
The four crawled, army style, and appeared in front of what seemed to be the entrance to a castle. Everything was ice.
A large gate, tall walls protecting the place, a beautiful modern-sized house with ice decorations such as swans, foxes, and deer sat on the windows. In the back, there was an ice garden.
"Keraha must be back there." Polar stepped in slowly, and the others mimicked her. The compass beeped and Polar grabbed her broomstick.
The Ripper grabbed his guns, Mia grabbed hers, and Chris grabbed his claws, coated with poison that dripped onto the iced grass below, killing it off and releasing steam.
"What more purpose do humans have here?" A woman stepped out. She had long, flowing back hair, two blue ear pieces shaped like wings, a blue bra and torn skirt, blue sandals, and a blue staff with a crescent form, topped with tiny ice crystals.
Keraha.
"I'll encase you all in ice capsules." Keraha held out her arm, and a large ice shard appeared at the shoulder of Polar. It sliced its way through. Blood began pouring out of the wound. Polar grabbed her shoulder in pain.
"Why didn't we fight first?" Mia yelled. Keraha trapped her in a field of tall ice shards.
"Nobody said we had to play fair in this kind of world." Polar remarked. She grabbed her broomstick.
"Lava Potion No. 9!" Polar shouted. She threw a bottle of lava onto the ground. It immediatly formed a gigantic puddle of the bubbling substance.
Sleeper Success.
Keraha screamed, trying to float out of the substance, but was slowed down. Her HP bar began to deplete.
"What the hell is this?" Keraha yelled. She pulled her foot out of the puddle and tried retreating, before The Ripper stepped on her face, and shot her in the head.
"Punisher." The Ripper stepped off, and gazed down at her lifeless body. The lava potion faded away.
The four heard a scream from behind them.
The male mage.