One excerpt from the game spoke of this: With a Witch's gaze, even madness fell like snow-tears.
As Mel descended, the excerpt echoed in her mind; Greed and Envy both glaring down at the kobolds below.
One conjured spinning icicles beside her; the other wielded a long battleaxe effortlessly in one hand.
Despite the crystals marring their sanity, the kobold shuddered as they stepped back, the pressure from their glares too much to bear.
But as Mel touched down, their gazes softened, like snowfall reversing course to float back into the sky.
"Ah, Mel!" A grumpy Lila's face beamed, as Mel's steps landed upon the soft soil in the distance with a small smile.
She petted the broom before dismissing it, then headed towards Lila, the elf following closely behind.
"Quite a good job you did here, Lila!" Her cheerful voice boomed as her gaze swept around, where corpses of crystalised kobolds littered the mudded ground.
