A subtle silence descended as the sound of the raindrops projected into the air. It swallowed the tension that hung as Rita and Raph approached the frozen body of their opponent.
The rain beat in perfect synchrony, washing over the tall grass and vast plain.
It dropped on the two figures, sipping into their nightwear as the fabric clung to their skin. Cold, which should have been a problem, was solved through the internal control of energy. Mana or Aura suffused around to warm the body, inside out.
This way, most of the students aware of this were nearly impervious to the cold.
Well, most, other than Raph. The cold air from the rainy night was merely a pygmy to the freezing cold he was subjected to every day.
His trait was a part of him, and it affected certain resistance, including cold.
When the duo got to the frozen body, Rita's gaze winced, her brows furrowing as a frown formed on her face.
'He's dead, alright.'
