Alpha Frost

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By "Nighttimestoryteller
Black eyes at the man who just shoved her away.Away from the claw that meant to pierce through her.

The white-haired man had blood dripping from his chest and he hissed in pain as the attacker twist his claw further. He tightens his hold on the enemy's hand from clawing through and he growled loudly.

The black-eyed man chuckles and his voice comes out dark and empty,"Your time is up, boy. I told you before I would return."Suddenly, he turns to Eyriel. There is nothing but corruption reflected in his wicked eyes.

No emotion depicted, as if he had no soul. She wanted to help the white-haired man when the evil man smiled at her in the most disturbing way. His words send terror to her very soul."And you can't save him."

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