Foreseer was iced to his chair, his eyes closed. He was very powerful, his staff in his hand with the blue Protocore inside. His body was wrapped in thorns. He heard footsteps, but he couldn’t move, he couldn’t open his eyes. Once someone tried to touch the Protocore in his staff, a shield formed, jolting the person back. He was able to now at least open his eyes. He opened his eyes, his hazel eyes looked dead inside.

”Who dares disturb the Foreseer?”

His voice was a little deep, and angry. Foreseer noticed it was a girl, he slowly started to recognize her. He felt her start to touch more of his body. He glared at her, his straight, unemotional face turning into an upset frown.

”Your actions, are testing my patience.”

He watched as she tried to touch the Protocore once again, the shield jolting her all the way to the floor. The thorns moved off of him, the ice melting. He got off his chair, lifting up his staff as ice grew on his throne.