Vin stood amid the swirling winds of anticipation, his heart pounding with adrenaline as he conjured a massive spear of ice. With a swift, fierce motion, he hurled it toward the imposing castle of the Magma King, the chill of his magic palpable in the air. However, the scene unfolded with unexpected precision; the Magma King, ever vigilant and aware of his surroundings, raised a towering shield of molten magma. The icy projectile collided with the radiant barrier, shattering into a cascade of glimmering shards that melted upon contact.
“Your arrival is earlier than I expected,” the Magma King remarked, his voice a low rumble that echoed ominously through the air.
“I’m sorry!” Vin replied, a mischievous smile dancing across his lips. “I just can’t wait to see your funeral!” His jest was s
