A cold wind blew out from below the stairs bringing along a terrifying chill and pressure with it.
CLACK… CLACK…
Edgar suddenly heard the sounds of someone walking on the ice and a moment later an ethereal beauty, with azure blue hair, and an alluring face that could mesmerise any beings in this world, walked out.
She was wearing a crystal blue dress that shimmered with light coming from the phosphorescence crystal on the ceiling and accentuated her breathtaking curves.
Who could this figure be other than Irene? She casually walked up the now frozen stairs and stood in front of him. Her phoenix like eyes shone with a divine light and gazed straight at the place where Edgar was causing the latter to snap out of his daze.
"T-This can't be… nobody should be able to see through my [Perfect Ghost]"
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