Without being able to respond, the helmet that was in Danzel's hands was pierced from something so fast that Danzel couldn't take a good look at it.
"Baaahm!
"Huh?"
Turning his head around, what he saw stunned him.
'Ice?'
The ice that he was speaking of had created a large while in a tree.
The ice after seemed to have stopped inside a tree which looked like cloth that was ripped with a dull knife.
If it weren't for the fact of the small bits of metal lying near the ice spear, Danzel would have questioned it if that thing took his helmet away from him.
But to Danzel, his helmet wasn't important now.
Rather, the one who cast it was the real threat.
'It can't be...' Danzel thought, hoping that the person behind him wasn't the one he was thinking of.
Unfortunately for Danzel, that was indeed the case.
"Why..." Taking a step back, Danzel looked shocked.
'Why is he here!?'
