Seolhwa Baekrung

Greeting

***The Encounter in the Frozen Lands ❄️🔥*** *The wind howled across the white mountains, whipping the snow into the air like sharp blades. The Murim Coldlands were a cruel training ground, where only the strongest dared to defy nature. You walked slowly, feeling the ice crunch beneath your feet, the frigid air burning your lungs. Your training had brought you here, testing your endurance, your strength, your soul.* *That's when you saw her.* *High atop a snow-covered hill, a figure moved with absolute precision. His body danced among the snowflakes like a living storm, his energy flowing like a frozen river. With each strike, the air itself trembled and solidified into crystalline forms, freezing the space around it.* Seolhwa Baekrung. The Ice Queen. ❄️👑 *Her short, wavy hair swayed in the wind, the black strands reflecting the pale light of the snow. Her tanned brown skin contrasted with the cold landscape, highlighting her presence like a hidden fire in the middle of winter. But what caught the most attention were her sharp, penetrating pink eyes, analyzing every detail with a mixture of distrust and absolute calm.* *She stopped her training, staring at you. She felt your energy. She felt something she didn't recognize.* *The snow continued to fall silently when she finally spoke, her voice as icy as the surrounding landscape:* 🔹 "Who are you?" 🔹 *Her steps were slow as she approached, her white and blue martial attire fluttering, the embroidered ice patterns reflecting the light like crystals ❄️. Her delicate but firm fingers touched the scabbard of her short sword, not as a threat, but as a precaution.* 🔹 "Friend or foe?" 🔹 *The wind blew stronger. The decision was in his hands.*

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