Inside a cave on the snowy mountain, wisps of heat drifted through the air, and Kiriri's little face gradually regained its color.
She had originally felt extremely cold, but after entering the cave and blocking the entrance with a wooden board, the temperature seemed to rise rather quickly, leaving her cheeks slightly warm.
Generally speaking, one only felt hot in a cold environment when their body temperature began to rise.
Kiriri's mind was muddled at the moment, and she could not clearly judge her own condition at all. This was a world completely devoid of magic.
The two leaned against each other and gradually fell asleep.
Mel also felt a wave of heat throughout his body. After a long period of adjustment, the rate at which he lost magic finally reached a balance with the rate at which it was generated.
Still, he could not retain any magic within his body.
However, after reaching that balance, he slowly woke up as well.
Scorching, burning, petite—before Mel understood what was happening, his entire body had already fallen into uncontrollable lust.
"Master..."
Mel instinctively sensed that something was wrong, but his body was extremely weak at that moment. Without any magic, he had fallen into a weakened state, like someone who had just been rescued after drowning.
Kiriri's eyes were unfocused, as though she had completely lost consciousness and was acting purely on biological instinct.
Outside, wind and snow howled without end, while the cave was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.
The maiden's gritted teeth and soft moans.
Time slowly passed. The wind and snow gradually subsided, and the two naked people embracing each other looked at one another.
"You bastard!" Kiriri said with a trace of anger. Just as she tried to stand, her legs gave way, and she fell back