There was a radiant light that spread from her body, golden and merciless. It purified and destroyed the demon beast that attacked her.
Evangeline stood slick with blood as her hair glowed with her immolating light. She took a step forward, a fog coming from her breath as she tried to warm herself up.
It was cold. Well, that was no surprise, she was in a snowy region. The world, as far as she could see, was blanketed in fields of white stretching endlessly across the horizon.
Slow, steady snowflakes fell from the heavens, covering her head and armor in white.
It was a little harder to see in the blizzard that was growing stronger, but she had superhuman sight.
Holding her sword in her hand, she radiated light to keep herself warm.
However, this action made her a beacon to anything or anyone in the region.
Still, she was unbothered. She was confident there were not many things here that could harm her.
