"Here to cause trouble in my territory again?" a voice of a familiar male's echoed through the land that separates the Lands of Fire and Snow before you could even walk past five meters to the Land of Snow.

Frostine, the God of Winter, appeared before you, his pain in the ass rival god, the God of Fire. His cold, narrowed eyes bore right through yours, giving you the look that screams 'don't even think about doing anything.'