Take Two [Dungeon Summoning; Closed]

The dark-haired figure was dressed in a large winter coat, probably made of some wolf's skin or something or other. Basil never really paid attention to the materials and makeup of what was behind whatever he stole; really it all came down to its usage in his mind.

Despite the large layers of fabric covering his body though, the Magi was practically freezing to death.

"These savag-g-g-ges better be able to put this to g-g-g-good use." The boy grumbled to himself as he stuttered due to the cold.

He flicked the black wand in his hand upward, and in mere seconds the terrain all around him began to change shape.

A massive citadel rose from the ground, quickly travelling upwards as well as outwards. Pieces of the ice thrust outwards into peaks and pathways, leading up to the high altitude on which the dungeon was present. A dark mist covered the majority of it all, however the sun seemed to break through just above the structure itself.

"Blasted l-l-light." Basil finished as he flew off in another direction, leaving the new dungeon behind him.