“Ramiel,” A man shouted as he opened the door, his long white hair flowing around him, and his white eyes made him look lifeless.
Ramiel, who was writing on his desk, looked up, a little surprised to see the man barging into his home. “Could there be a reasonable explanation for you shouting my name and entering my home like you owned it?”
Haziah paid no mind to the condescending tone Ramiel spoke to him and just said, “It’s been thawed.”
“What has been thawed?”
“My ice on the Dragon land has been thawed. I just felt the connection to it leaving me.”
Ramiel frowned, understanding the dire situation. “How could that be? The only people that can thaw your ice are you, the almighty, and a dragon king’s fire.”
“Exactly.” Haziah said, “Do you know what that means? Because I did not lift
