[After boarding the private jet, you settled in for the journey across the ocean. The flight from Maplewood City to Ehrenfeld took approximately seven hours, giving you just enough time to prepare for what lay ahead.]
[As the jet began its descent, you knew that the real challenge was about to begin. The moment you landed in Ehrenfeld, the battle to protect Evangeline Aurora Von Solstice from the Hellhound would be set into motion.]
[As the private jet touched down on the runway, you caught your first glimpse of Ehrenfeld.]
[The country was a blend of old-world charm and modern innovation. Gothic architecture dominated the cityscape, with towering spires and intricate stonework that hinted at a rich history. Yet, amidst the historic buildings were sleek, modern structures, creating a striking contrast that showcased the country's progress.]
[The airport itself was a prime example of this blend, with its cutting-edge technology housed within a building that looked like it belonged in the 19th century.]
[As you exited the jet, you were greeted by a stern-looking man in a crisp butler's uniform. He was older, with gray hair neatly combed back and a posture that spoke of years of service.]
["Mr. Phantom Reaper, welcome to Ehrenfeld," the butler said with a respectful bow. His tone was formal, but there was a hint of urgency in his voice. "The Solstice Family has arranged for your transport to the stronghold. This way, please."]
[Instead of leading you to a luxury car, the butler guided you to an armored vehicle. The heavy plating and tinted windows made it clear that the Solstice Family wasn't taking any chances.]
["The roads are not safe these days," the butler explained as he opened the door for you. "We cannot afford any risks, not with Miss Evangeline's life at stake."]
[You nodded and entered the armored car. Once inside, the butler took the driver's seat and began the journey to the Solstice Family's stronghold.]
[As the car moved through the streets of Ehrenfeld, you observed the city's unique atmosphere.]
[Her long, waist-length hair was the color of a frost glacier, shimmering in the light like a cascade of ice. Each strand of her hair seemed to capture the cold brilliance of winter, making her appear as if she were the very embodiment of frost.]
[Her eyes, an icy light blue, held a depth that was both captivating and enigmatic, like twin glaciers that concealed untold mysteries beneath their surface.]
[There was something about her, a presence that felt almost divine, as if she were the goddess of frost herself, descended upon the mortal world.]
[The sheer coldness of her beauty, combined with her serene composure, made her seem untouchable, like a perfect statue carved from ice.]
[But as you looked at her, you couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to Evangeline than her striking appearance.]
[Her presence wasn't just that of a beautiful heiress—there was a subtle aura of power surrounding her, something that suggested she was not as simple as she seemed.]
['She's likely an avatar master,' you thought, your instincts sharpening.]
[The Solstice Family wouldn't leave their only heir defenseless, and from what you could sense, Evangeline wasn't someone who needed to be protected by ordinary means. She likely had power of her own, perhaps even more formidable than you initially suspected.]
[As you made your way closer, the middle-aged man—the Solstice Family patriarch—stepped forward with a respectful nod.]
["Mr. Phantom Reaper, thank you for accepting our task," he said, his voice carrying the weight of authority and gratitude. "This is my daughter, Evangeline Aurora Von Solstice."]
[Evangeline inclined her head slightly, her gaze meeting yours with a calm intensity. "Thank you for coming, Mr. Phantom Reaper," she said, her voice as cool and smooth as the ice she resembled. "I trust we'll work well together."]