Crackle!
A chilling wind sweeps the battlefield, carrying the cold that the gigantic ice shards which decimated the army has. Everything is perfectly frozen, so no one can see flowing blood. The battlefield, which is the empty plain before the mine, is quiet for a few seconds. Only after the Warriors recover from their shock do they cheer.
It is quite off-putting for me to produce that kind of attack considering what I have been doing. I believe the Warriors also shared the same sentiment; hence, they remained quiet for a few seconds. Ice Magic is not that rare for people to get excited when they see one. Still, seeing humongous ice shards in the middle of a dusty plain during the day evokes curiosity.
Returning Rexorem to our Bond Seal, I watch as Neroel the son of the late Alivert Storm and Decima the Commander of the Human-Lamia Army come to me. Their eyes shine as if they belong to children starstruck by their idol.
