No sooner has she finished with one enemy, she starts to look for a new victim. Woe betide whoever catches her eye, full off fury and unquenchable thirst.

It was already time to descend to the festive feast, but the beautiful Magmar lingered at the top. She admires the snow-covered rooftops of Khair and dreams of the future, while the Great Dragon stands silent as a statue, the snowflakes melting away from his fiery breath.

Что это за новая звезда взошла на заоблачной ярмарке гномов?! Завсегдатаи удивлённо чешут бороды и качают головами. За долгие столетия гномы совсем отвыкли от красоты магмарских воительниц!

The balloon’s basket almost grazes the tops of the frost-laden trees. Below, the lights of the cozy villages of Khair are flickering and the northern lights illuminate the sky. There’s a festive mood, with the New Year breeze carrying you all the way!