Earlier, the two Frosts found themselves in the cold, dank and quiet metal warehouse.
The abandoned warehouse was located in the middle of nowhere at Artopia. The place had many large crates with unknown content, stacks of wood on many places, shelves that separated things and poles that held the warehouse up.
The Frosts scanned through the area before one of them heard some rustling nearby.
The two Frosts walked to the source of the noise, only to find their kind sitting around in a circle, still in the bodies they possess. Almost like they were discussing something earlier.
The twelve Frosts looked up to them.
"WF8. WF11." One of the Frosts said. He was the one who possessed the body of a young teenage boy, a Dreamcatcher to be exact. His name was WF2, the right-hand leader for the White Frost.
Since the Frosts didn't have names, names that had been long forgotten in the past, they made up new names just so they could still identify themselves.
However, they didn't get too creative with them.
"I'm assuming you failed to retrieve one of the Reality's Ethereal?" WF2 asked, raising a brow with a frown.
The two Frosts bowed their heads apologetically.
"We're terribly sorry," one of the male Frost, WF11, apologized in sign language. "However because of that, we do have some helpful news that will aid us with our tasks."
The rest of the Frosts perked up with some interest.
"The Reality's Ethereal is too bright. There's no way that we could steal it when it is in that condition. We must dim their lights." The female Frost, WF8, signed.
The rest of the Frosts nodded, acknowledging their findings. If the two hadn't came back for them, none of the other Frosts would've had known to stay put.
"Well then, thank you." WF2 thanked towards the two Frosts. He looked among the other Frosts. "We must adjust to a new plan."
The Frosts glanced at each other.
"May I suggest something?" Spoke up another Frost, named WF10, who possessed a body of a young female Kitsune.
WF2 nodded and WF10 grinned softly.
"We can take what they love. From what I know, the only thing that those Realities ever love is other Realities." She explained.
"In other words, their beloved family and friends. Besides, mine as well take their Ethereals as well. May not be as strong because of what they're gonna be put through. But it might make some use if we gather them all up."
The other Frosts considered this thoughtfully and started to agree with nods.
"Yes," WF2 agreed. "Taking the ones they love will surely make their Ethereal's dimmer. And even just a little may be beneficial in the future..."
WF10 smirked with the approval WF2 gave her.
But, then she suddenly frown as she looked ahead of her.
The suggestion she just made was more from experience, actually...
W10 shook her head to get rid of the thoughts in her head and smiled assuringly. She stood up.
"I say that I will take care of this plan. I also request that I should bring some comrades with me as well. Just to get the job done quicker." She asked, glancing at WF2.
WF2 nodded. "Very well. The ones you choose, along with yourself, will delay in getting your assigned Reality's Ethereal. The rest will go on their tasks."
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The Realities Squad
خيال (فانتازيا)"It's nice to live. Right?" *** Kat lives in two worlds. Reality, where she lives her normal life as a human being and deals with only school and family. And Artopia, where she lives as a ruler for many races of people and deals with monsters, mythi...
