Ice Element

'Time has stopped,' thought Mikahil, remaining motionless. He could see that both the countless Angequis running towards him and Praia and the other girls were frozen in place.

Praia was practically hovering a few inches above the ground, moving toward the women who seemed to want to tear a piece of her man.

"##&@$@###" The voice with an unknown language emerged again, but this time it wasn't inside Mikahil's head but coming from a woman a few meters away from Mikahil.

Her skin is composed of ice, like the purest alabaster, emitting a faint and ethereal glow. Her eyes are large and captivating, a hypnotic shade of icy blue that seems to shine like frozen sapphires. They possess a depth that reflects wisdom beyond her years.