Soran did not dismiss their brief meeting. When he brushed past Orpheus, he could feel something dark and heavy in the air. It nearly chilled him to the bone if it weren't for Lady Karina with him.
Born from angel blood, the lady had the distinct power to dispel darkness, to keep it at bay. It was natural instinct for those of her bloodline; it was as simple as breathing, which didn't need a second thought.
He was sure that if she was not around, whatever hung around Orpheus could have consumed anyone.
"That was him, wasn't it?" Onyx asked, keeping his voice low even though they were well past Orpheus by now. "The Black Frost Demon."
The alias was spoken as if it were poison, like it was a bad omen to mention, which was why Onyx was careful about not mentioning it too loud for anyone or anything to hear.
