As shards of ice rained down, Elias retaliated. He thrust his hand forward, sending a concentrated beam of pure energy slicing through the misty air.
It struck the guardian's arm, blasting away chunks of ice and rock, but the giant barely flinched.
The other guardians stirred to life as their massive forms shifted like glaciers on the move. One of them, with a body like a living mountain, opened its mouth and unleashed a blast of freezing wind.
The gale roared down the valley, carrying with it razor-sharp ice shards capable of tearing flesh from bone.
Elias countered, summoning a barrier of pure energy around himself. The wind howled against his shield, and the ice shards shattered on impact, but the sheer force of the blast pushed him back, his feet digging into the frozen ground.
Elias knew he needed to change his approach. These guardians were not merely large—they were the embodiment of primordial might.
