239 Cold War (1)

TILLY was about to tell of the North King when all of a sudden, Wixx appeared behind the ball of blue flame.

Then, without hesitation, her brother grabbed the ball and squeezed it as if it was a stress ball.

"You look tasty," Wixx said bluntly, then he licked his lower lip as if he was starving. "I wonder how a ball of flame and ice would taste like."

Oh, god.

Her children obviously shuddered at what their uncle said.

"M-Mom, does Uncle eat flames and spirits?" Winter asked in a shocked tone. "That sounds gross."

Julian just nodded in agreement.

On the other hand, Kiho stifled his laughter as if he found Wixx amusing.

She wasn't amused though.

"Brother, what do you think you're doing?" Tilly snarled at her brother. "This isn't the right time for games."