Seraphina's back pressed against the cold steel chestplate of Vlad as she leaned against him. A faint crimson layer of mana radiated from her body, covering Vlad's silhouette as well.
The bone-chilling air touching his skin vanished, replaced by a comfortable warmth that instantly relaxed all his muscles. It was as if he were bathing in a hot spring.
"How does it feel?" Seraphina asked, her head lowered, her voice soft and laced with shyness.
It took more than five seconds for Vlad to respond, as he seemed too stiff despite the Pyro mana covering him.
"Your mana is really warm," Vlad replied in a calm tone. "I can't believe I'm really sitting in below-freezing temperatures."
Seraphina took a short gulp, her hand moving to her chest as she muttered, clearly nervous.
"I didn't mean the temperature. How does it feel that you are sitting so close to me and sharing my mana?"
