The Wordsmith Myth
A Story Teller
There was one left. "Why are you working for him? He's a horrible horrible heartless creature!" Did they just dare insult the love of her life?"doing what my love asks me" she said before stabbing him with the ice spike. Blood dripped onto her arms. For a second it looked like she snapped out of it but didn't. She dropped the body and went onto the next. If they tried to fight back, they would feel her body getting colder and they would slowly get covered in ice.
" Hmm" sage dodges one of them as they come at her. "We need a plan."
The reaper nods.
"I'm thinking." Wildvine said.
They started running. Vita was in a hurry to stop more death."