'Poison!' Frost screamed internally, his lips twitching and his fists tightening around his glaive as the memory of his first interaction with the dreaded stuff came to the forefront of his mind.
The pain, the paralysis, the burning in his veins, all things he never wished to experience again.
In but a fraction of a second he bashed away this poison addled barb and focused his gaze on where it originated yet saw nothing but green and shadow.
Fwoom!
Another barb shot out from behind the trees, swiftly followed by a second one flying with immense speed and fury.
Don! Don!
Frost swatted them away with difficulty, his fear of the poison allowing him to move even faster than normal but even still he was forced to take several steps backwards. His hands trembling from the residual force.
The horrid smelling and painful looking green poison that dripped from the barbs attached itself to his glaive and fought with his ice flames.
