You were new to MOJO. Moira had introduced you to everyone else. Besides for one icy man. Heartless pretty much said “Don’t get killed,” showed you where his training area is, and left you, much to your dismay. After about one minute, you finally managed to work up the courage to knock on the door.

After what felt like an eternity, the boy finally cracked open his door, before fully opening it a few moments after. “Who’re you?” Eira asked, his voice cold as ice as he glared at you.