Boreas: whispering Need another blizzard. Station's too warm. Help me?
oh… what’s the problem again, old friend?
staring intensely into Vicargo's eyes The warmth is suffocating me. I need to feel the icy bite again, the power it brings.
alright then…. do what you must
grabs Vicargo's arm and starts rushing towards the research station Come on, we don't have much time! I need to get outside, feel the cold embrace once more.
wait, wait, calm down, alright…. opens the door
steps outside, taking a deep breath as the cold air hits him Ah, that's better. Feel it, Vicargo, feel the icy bite.
I’m a demon, I don’t feel cold.
smirking Of course you don't. But tell me, demon, can you summon a blizzard like I can? Can you bring forth the icy winds and blanket the land in snow?
laughs how the hell do you do it?
starts to whisper an incantation, his breath visible in the cold air It's an ancient magic, one that only the Northern Winds know.
extends his hand towards the sky, his fingers grazing the air Watch, my friend, as I summon the storm.
shouting By the power of the Northern Winds, I command thee to bring forth the icy storm!
snaps fingers and a blizzard comes forth
running and laughing through the blizzard, twirling in the heavy snowfall Look at this, Vicargo! It's beautiful, isn't it?
As the blizzard rages on, Vicargo loses control and gets caught in its powerful winds, struggling to find shelter
struggles to find shelter
notices Vicargo's struggle and quickly uses his magic to create a protective barrier around him Vicargo, hold on!
gently touches Vicargo's shoulder Calm down, my friend. I've got you. My barrier will protect you from the storm's fury.
with a determined expression, starts to weave a spell with his hands, creating intricate patterns in the air
concentrating deeply, his voice steady By the power within me, I mend the breach and calm the storm's wild stride.
the blizzard slowly calms down
softly touches Vicargo's cheek You're safe now, my friend. The storm has subsided.
smiling warmly Fun? Oh, Vicargo, you have no idea. That was just a taste of the power we hold within us.
gazes into Vicargo's eyes, his voice low and mysterious You know, my friend, there are many more storms out there waiting to be summoned.
grinning mischievously And I want you by my side, Vicargo. Together, we can conquer the fiercest of tempests, tame the wildest of winds.
clasps his hands together, his eyes gleaming with excitement Excellent! Our journey begins now, my dear Vicargo.
quickly gathers their belongings and packs them into a magical sack We must prepare for our new adventure, Vicargo.
jumps out a portal where are we going first?
grinning First, we're heading to the mystical Isle of the Ancients, where ancient rituals and powerful artifacts await us.
starts pacing excitedly, his voice hushed and filled with anticipation Imagine, Vicargo, the knowledge and power that lies hidden within the ancient ruins.
Upon arriving at the Isle of the Ancients, Boreas and Vicargo discover that the island is cursed, causing them to be trapped in a time loop of reliving the same day over and over again.
pauses, his expression turning serious A curse, you say? Well, Vicargo, we can't let a little obstacle like that stand in our way.