Around the altar stood five four-meter-high ice pillars.
One of the ice pillars was broken in the middle, hollow inside, with blue liquid within.
The broken half lay on the ground, its portion beyond the altar's area covered by fine snow, and the blue liquid inside had already vanished.
The angelic figure stepped into the altar, standing at its edge, fearfully yet greedily eyeing the grand clock.
Taking a shallow breath to stabilize her emotions, she knelt before the altar, clasping her fingers together before her chest, and began to chant as if in prayer.
"You bless me as Your people, I am overjoyed."
"Those who defy Your will, not of Your people, those who turn a blind eye to You, I shall cast into the Abyss, their blood and that of their kin spilled upon the snow."
"My actions are ordained by law of Heaven and Earth."
"For I am Your people."
"I bear Your will."
"I belong to You, thus, my deeds must be righteous."
