Avian walked slowly to Crystal, "How do I know you? The Book of Draken spoke of you, the descendant of Mab, Crystal the Ice Queen." Avian stopped to check on Harlod, who was dead. "MOTHER F- shame... I didn't want him to die. Shame, he'll be remembered." Avian looked back at Crystal, the other members of the Cult carefully picked up Harlod's corpse. "Crystal, you have no control of your power, but if you come with us, we can teach you how to use it, not only that, but what you are destined for." He held out his hand. "Come with us, Crystal Ice Queen."

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