Erglade groaned as he slowly opened his eyes, not remembering what had just happened to him after he met with the two Orthias. He was lying on the ground, and his body was aching in pain and numb at the same time, making him unable to move his body. He slowly turned his head around and saw nothing but snow falling in front of him.
"What's your name, human?" A woman's voice came from behind Erglade.
Erglade slowly turned his head and saw Aristoria staring down at him with her bright blue eyes. He stared at her braided silver hair that was whiter than the snow itself. He then looked at her white dress and her white pale skin, seemingly unbothered by the extreme cold.
"Erglade Blackheart..." Erglade answered in his raspy, groggy, and weak voice.
"Blackheart? Never heard that name before," Aristoria sat down beside Erglade and kept staring into Erglade's eyes. "You're not from the north, are you?" She asked.
Erglade shook his head slowly, and didn't have the strength to speak again.
