Ifrit grinned at the incoming colossal spike as he loosened his fist and swerved around the spike as if he was pole dancing around it. At the same time, Ifrit scratched the giant projectile's surface, leaving behind claw marks with a touch of his magic.
The moment he let go of it, the spike exploded silently like a distant firework in the barren ice wasteland.
Ice Father Porkcupine was intelligent to know that his attack failed and shooting again would inevitably be futile. Hence, he decided to do something different by separating his spikes again and shot them out like a fusillade.
The only difference was that each of the spike was similar to a shot from a flak cannon. Each time Ice Father Porkcupine released a spike, it would pop at a specific range, causing multiple ice shards to disperse in mid air.
