The mist dispersed, but the chill suddenly changed.
Cold. Even colder!
Yet the eerie feeling was gone, replaced by a more direct cold that pierced straight into the marrow.
The oddly dressed girl's pupils contracted.
What had she seen?
An ice sculpture!
An ice sculpture with a human torso and limbs, but no head-only a mouth remained.
Cold air, so dense it seemed almost tangible, visibly radiated from the hideous ice sculpture, making her shiver involuntarily.
Yet a hand rested against it, heedless of the cold.
Or rather...
That hand had created the ice sculpture.
The thought sent the oddly dressed girl rushing in front of her friend, where she scrutinized the young man before her with a grave expression.
Against the backdrop of that ice sculpture, even the seemingly ordinary young man's calm face no longer looked ordinary.
He even seemed somewhat unfathomable.
When she noticed the case in his left hand and the enormous backpack behind him, wariness immediately crept into her solemn expression.
"Are you a demon?"
"Or..."
"A Demon Hunter!"
The girl demanded.
"Demons?"
"Is that what you call these things?"
Qin Ran looked at the oddly dressed girl and pointed at the ice sculpture frozen by [Hilt's Right Hand: Frost Touch], a flicker of surprise passing through his eyes.
Unlike the oddly dressed girl and the tall girl, the girl with glasses had never drawn Qin Ran's attention.
Even though she had been quite nimble when she climbed over the gate, that still fell within the capabilities of an agile ordinary person. Only when the thick mist appeared had Qin Ran noticed something wrong.
She had actually unleashed a surge of negative energy powerful enough to injure an ordinary person.
What happened next surprised Qin Ran even more.
Even with all his experience, this was