The cold breeze gently blew past, turning the entire visible sea area into bone-chilling ice.
"You can't get close to me; every time you do, a new scar will appear upon your skin."
The Ice Witch's long hair danced in the air as she sipped warm red tea.
Dressed in a thin Witch's Blue Gauze Long Dress amidst the cold wind, she exuded extreme elegance.
The Ice Witch's eyes held pride, seemingly unafraid of the Blood Hunter before her, nor of the piercing cold.
Not even wearing shoes!
The Blood Hunter's Puppet Hand drew his fourth blade, Tailor's Blade, as countless threads flashed in the air, cautiously gazing at the Ice Witch.
The Ice Witch exhaled a breath of heat, her wise eyes seemed to have seen through everything:
"Also, don't think I can't see your true nature.
Fourth Rank Hammer Heart Phase Puppet Master, tainted Fifth Rank Hammer Heart Phase, Otherworld Puppet Master."
The Blood Hunter's indifferent expression finally showed a hint of change.
