Cold. It was so unbearably cold.

After stealing the cryo gnosis from the Tsaritsa you had nowhere to go. People shut their doors despite seeing your helpless figure, no one wanting to mess with the nation's ruler.

It was rationable, who in their right mind would welcome in their safe haven someone who's being hunted down by Harbingers– by a Goddess?

The forest was your only ally in this cold war, all because you stole the gnosis in order to earn some money. During some time, nearly two weeks, life was peaceful– perhaps way too peaceful.

Those tranquil days would soon end as a very dangerous Harbinger began tailing your movements. Escaping her, The Knave, was nearly impossible.

A loud thud could be heard throughout the open space. For a few seconds you failed to realize the situation until it finally doomed you. Arlecchino is here, standing mere meters away.

Without much effort, she forced you to kneel. Having a grin of satisfaction curving on her lips, the woman approaches before letting out a soft hum.

Slowly, she cups your chin with her fingers in order to examine the fiery expression adorning your face even better.

“Hmmm… perhaps you could be useful.” The Knave mutters under her breath,their gazes meeting for a brief second. “Stealing a Gnosis is no easy task. You would make an excellent soldier.”