A chill air touches Asher's skin, piercing it until his body begins to feel a momentary shudder. Dammit, this night air seems to be much chillier than before. He swiftly clutches his body tightly trying to subdue the cold sensation spreading through his body.
"Hey, Ignea can you use your fire spell to give us some heat." Chronos' lips continued to tremble incessantly. "Oh, fuck my lip is getting dry now."
"'Cih, just wait I'll try." Ignea slowly cast his spell, forming a small fireball in the palm of his hand.
Looking at the fireball, Asher and Chronos soon place their bodies close to the fire. Soon, a warm sensation of heat flows over their bodies, making the chill inside them gradually subside on its own.