Mia's response was silent and swift—the downward slash that sent a wave of frost in the mage's direction arriving in an instant. The mage countered with a burst of fire, the flames roaring to life as they clashed with the frost. For a moment, the two energies battled for dominance, but Mia's frost was infused with her mark's power, and it overwhelmed the flames, freezing the ground and creeping toward the mage's feet. Desperate, the mage conjured a barrier of light, blocking the frost just in time, but his movements had been restricted.
Taking advantage of the mage's hesitation, Beast unleashed a volley of arrows from a distance. Each arrow was guided by his wind manipulation, curving around the battlefield to strike at the light mage's blind spots. The mage managed to deflect a few with his light shield, but Beast's relentless accuracy left no room for error. Several arrows pierced through, striking the mage's limbs and further weakening his stance.
