After their exchange of claw skills ended in a stalemate Frost ended up before the war ursa's snout with his glaive primed and ready for a deadly strike.
His speed was astounding but nothing the war ursa hadn't seen before. It reoriented its remaining fore paw and its summoned red energy claws to attack Frost's current position. A deadly attack if it reached the target and if not at least Frost would be prevented from going ahead with his own attack.
Frost however sported a smirk, his eyes not even wavering for a second as he watched the war ursa take a swing at him.
"[Ice spike]" Frost called out the name of a 2nd circle spell and a magic crest rapidly formed on the floor between him and the rapidly approaching paw.
Thinking that a mere 2nd circle spell would be able to block the red claws or even delay it for a fraction of a second was an impossibility, but Frost wasn't aiming for that.
