Mating with Winter

Jurion, feeling somewhat bewildered, created yet another portal stamp in the vicinity.

Despite the sudden disappearance of his companions, no one dared to approach or challenge him.

The ice contessas floated in the air, their gaze fixed upon Jurion, their previously pallid complexion now replaced by rosy, blooming expressions.

"This is quite strange," he whispered to himself, observing the shift in the ice contessas' appearance.

With a questioning look, Jurion gazed upward and pondered his next move. He summoned a burst of power, propelling himself upward with a mighty leap, grabbing onto the nearest branch.

From there, he sprang from branch to branch, ascending higher and higher with each jump.

As he reached several hundred meters above the ground, he cast a glance downward, beholding a remarkable sight.

The ice contessas seemed to have taken a liking to him, following him around like devoted pets.