In the far north of the demon empire, the cold winter never faded, and snow fell endlessly upon the land. The blizzard raged on as fiercely as ever, with winds and ice that could instantly freeze anything in its path. Standing in a field of white was an army of at least twenty thousand.
A beautiful woman with dark caramel skin and thick curved horns overlooked the army from a tall, cold wall.
Her body was wrapped in an elegant fur dress and cloak, the slight glow of a marking visible on her exposed abdomen, and long silk gloves covered her arms as she pointed towards the south.
"The humans have entered our territory."
This woman's voice sounded both domineering, like a monarch, and yet sweet, intoxicating like honey.
It was a bewitching sound that would make any male tremble.
