"Oof, how mean. I would roast you back, but uh, we're kind of in a blizzard right now. Not a nice aesthetic."
*From behind her back, she threw a singular snowball at Gin before retreating into the castle laughing like a schoolgirl. Once her snowball made impact on anything, it would break and a purple scent would faintly fill the air, debilitating their senses, because that's totally needed in a snowball fight.*
"Don't worry, I don't care too much voice in my head. This punk's going down in 5 seconds or less. Once the battle starts at least."
(edited by Sanana)