"Look who it is, it's the ice queen," I croon, smirking as I dodge the ice spikes she throws at me with a sway of my body, thrown by a woman half a head shorter than me. Snow is a woman with a perfect body and stunning face. A cold beauty with icy blue eyes, platnum blond hair, alabaster skin and an emotionless facade. The rest of the knights sigh and groan clearing out quickly.
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