[Samael Ashwood's POV]
"CAN YOU SHUT UP!!!"
My voice erupted, fueled by a mixture of desperation and fury. The sorceress's cold amusement faltered for a brief moment as my outburst reverberated through the frozen landscape. The icy chill in the air seemed to intensify as her gaze hardened, her grip tightening on the staff.
But the sorceress mattered less to me, As my entire force was on Mother's faith breathing which means-
There is still a chance!
A sigh of relief left my body but I instantly opened the system shop, to look for an item to stabilize her condition. My hands moved frantically through the interface, searching for anything that could save her, anything to stop the frost from claiming her completely. The world around me seemed to blur as my focus narrowed on the shop, each second ticking by with agonizing slowness.
There!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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