The frosty air was heavy with tension.
Anyone present in this realm was bound to experience racing hearts and itchy throats… that is if they weren't already dead thanks to the overwhelming chill.
Completely unaffected by such environmental factors were Serah and Legris, who simply faced each other with their respective expressions.
Almost the same way crimson flames were wrapped around the former, darkness also clung to the latter's clothing. They both ignored everything else around them, staring at each other with eyes that showed no fear or discomfort.
But simple resolve.
"Relax, Serah. Relax. I just want to talk for a bit." Legris finally broke the silence, a brief chuckle escaping his lips.
"What?"
Before Serah could say any more, he plopped down on the frosty mountain's surface, sitting comfortably while looking at her.
"See? I just want to talk."