The young lady had a thin figure, that was about seven feet tall. She towered above the other two beside her, with a dark, yet cold aura emanating from her body that brought a cold chill to the other two by her side.
Each step that the lady took towards the lake, caused a black colored patch of ice to build up underneath her feet, in the shape of her feet. Within each black colored ice patch on the ground, various evil faces with twisted black horns would occasionally appear, looking curiously at the outside world, from within the black ice, before moving to another black ice patch. They seemed to be capable of moving from one black ice patch to another, even though each patch of black ice was never connected. They watched the outside world with their evil gazes, as if they were waiting patiently for prey to come closer.
The moment the lady stepped her bare foot into the lake, the lake started to turn black, starting from where her foot was placed, black ice started to form around her foot, before spreading throughout the entire lake.
By the time her entire body had disappeared into the lake, the entire lake had already turned into a black colored, frozen lake that had creepy, demonic faces with large and intimidating horns, appearing underneath its surface constantly, as if countless evil spectres were hiding deep within the lake, waiting for unsuspecting victims crossing the lake to capture, then torment, and devour.
Occasionally, black ice in the shape of large demonic arms covered in spikes and large sharp claws, would shoot out from the lake towards random locations in the atmosphere as if they were desperately searching for prey to capture, before falling back into the lake and crashing into its frozen surface powerfully like falling meteors, sending shards of black ice flying everywhere.
The two people waiting by the side of the lake could only patiently stand by as the shards of ice crashed into their bodies. Strangely, the shards of ice did no damage to their bodies or clothing, no matter how violently they crashed onto them. The demonic arm shaped ice that shot out from the ice occasionally also strangely seemed to ignore their presence.
Only after more than an hour of this constant chaos, did the lake slowly defrost and turn back into its original blue color, and temperature.
"Zatlan!" Whispered the withered lady again, eerily. After the lake returned to normal.
"Yes, your grace." Replied a nasally male's voice, that sounded a bit too old and exhausted to make sense.