Master

A strong white light emanated from Mikahil's and the woman's hands. After the glow disappeared, an ancient runic symbol appeared, floating in the air, and then vanished.

"The contract is done. With this, I can leave the snowy areas, and you can now boast of having the title of my master," the woman said, reaching for her neck and touching it, seeing a small black line of mana circling her neck and then disappearing.

"Will you be called Despina? Is that agreeable?" Mikahil asked, touching his chin as he looked at his first familiar.

"Despina? A beautiful name, I think. Alright," the woman said, smiling and placing her hand over her chest. She continued, "With this, each of us has achieved what we wanted. We'll see each other in the future when you need me."

She quickly looked around and asked, "But before I unfreeze time, if you want to do something now, it's the moment." She gave an excited smile, awaiting Mikahil's response.