Third Person's POV
"Compose yourself, Princess. Nothing in life is truly lost as long as even a single breath remains within your body."
His words were simple, yet they carried the weight of experience and confidence of a warrior that forced her thoughts to halt for a brief moment.
Before she could respond or gather herself completely, the situation shifted again.
One of the white-hooded figures, the silent and dangerous one, suddenly moved.
Without warning, he shot forward into the air and headed straight toward the ice golem that had remained standing motionless with the coffin upon its shoulders.
His movement was swift and direct, carrying no hesitation whatsoever.
But just as he closed the distance and came within five meters of the construct, the ice golem that had been completely stationary reacted.
Its massive head turned sharply with a heavy whooshing sound, its crystalline blue eyes flashing with a cold, inhuman gleam that carried no trace of emotion.
