White Tiger (1)

"Interesting, so I'm just a maiden with smooth skin and a look that makes everyone envious, just a pretty little body," Mirian said.

Before any of the players could react, Mirian and three ice clones surrounded the player Wiyrs, all of them smiling.

"I'm sure you've dreamed of being surrounded by so many beautiful women at least once, haven't you?" Mirian said.

"This is just a game; you must have altered your appearance, old man," Wiyrs replied.

"Wind Explosion," Wiyrs said.

The air currents in the area began to stir, creating a small tornado that engulfed the five of them, destroying the three ice clones and creating a frozen mist that obstructed everyone's vision.

"Red Cross, you're such a coward. A skill like ice control is something many people can have," Wiyrs said.

"And even if she's the true Snow Crown, as you can see, she's only famous," Wiyrs continued.

Mirian was lying down, floating in the middle of the mist.