[center][h2]Christine Abigail[/h2][/center]
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Christine smiled back at Clara, happy to be at her service. She quickly put her attention back to the greater demon however, knowing that the fight was far from over.

"Oh, she's duplicating!" she noted as if she just found a rare curiosity on a shop. But when those duplicates suddenly warped towards their position, Christine rose her guard up once more. She quickly defended herself with her ability, creating a short range cold field around her that slowed down the movements of any clones that decided to attack her. One landed towards her and thanks to the cold aura, Christine easily dodged its punch, before countering with her own kick. 

"Hey Chris, Rurik sent me to pick you up. Need a hand or a lift?"

Suddenly Thobias arrived, offering to Christine to pick her up. Before Christine could reply however, another clone decided to attack her. This time, Christine blocked its claw swing with her ice-covered arms. She quickly countered by grabbing the arm that had attacked her and from it, spreading her cold all through its body, freezing it solid as a result. And she finished it off by another kick to the torso, shattering it to pieces as a result. Naturally, she flashed her panties to Thobias in the process.

"Mmm, I'm fine, I think!" Christine replied to the boy with a smile. "These duplicates... they're definitely weaker than the actual deal."

The attacks had made Christine become separated from Clara and the others, which ended up a blessing as right afterwards, the leader trio was trapped inside a burning dome made of flames created by the demon.

"Clara!" Christine shouted, a worried look visible on her face. She tried using her power to cool down the flames but it wasn't enough. She tried firing off icicles and blew cold air towards it but the flames roared all the same.

She looked back at Thobias and said to him, "I'll try to use my full strength to douse this flame dome. I'll need you to cover me in the meantime. I'll need to focus, you see." Christine's face looked really serious, a rarity for a carefree girl like her.

Without waiting for his answer, she clapped her hands together on the front of her chest as she began to pray. Cold wind began to swirl around her, getting stronger and colder as the seconds went on. The wind made her coat flap wildly, freely revealing her black panties to the world. But she did not care in the slightest. She was praying as if she was the high priestess of the Goddess of Cold herself. 

Indeed, she would create an arctic blizzard to erase said flames.

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