Ivan
A young mage with slick while hair could be seen walking around an icy environment. Despite having cast a spell to keep himself from instantly freezing to death, he could still see the stress his body was under with each visible breath.
Before he had much time to inspect some runes he spotted carved into a petrified tree, however, he was interrupted by a message that reverberated inside his head.
"Yes?"
???
It's time to come back, Ivan-boy. We've got work to do~
Ivan
"I'm on a business trip right now though... Fine, I will be back within the day, ma'am," He clicked his tongue, clearly dissatisfied with the order he was given just then.
After looking at his surroundings one last time with his villainous eyes, Ivan groaned and muttered to himself.
"If he leave this alone for too long, it's not going to be pretty..."
