The Godslingers Next Gen 3: Chapter 10

Rose's POV

I hated all snowy places. No plants, very few and annoying animals. I shivered. Sabre took off his coat and gave it to me.

"Huh?" I said.

"My great-grampa is the god of winter and the cold winds. I don't get cold." Sabre explained.

"Oh."

We trudged along, getting to the top in time. A black vortex spun at the top, holding a shape that looked like a white sillohuette of a female. Titus collapsed. A wisp of grey smoke came out of his mouth, went into the vortex and then an explosion filled my vision.