Ragnarok M December Gatcha

Liliana, the little witch, sighed and shook her head.

“How is that my magic can still sense your love, then?” She looked at the silhouette of the boy, and stretched out her hand as if determined: “Sign a new contract with me.”

A second later, countless rays of light started shining between the two – converging into a brilliant galaxy above them. The white light that had solidified around his heart gradually dissipated, and a pink star fell from the sky into the heart of the teenager.

-That’s the magic called love. In the future, let it be what guards your heart – instead of snow and ice.