The magic did not end with the initial impact either. The icy cold spread the second the ice lance shattered. Men were frozen in place. Paxton amongst them – his blood freezing against his body.
As one, the pursuing force were immobilized, as were the men around them. More than a few lives were likely taken, but for the frozen state of their bodies, still suspended on their frozen horses, looking very much alive in their animated poses, one would never have guessed it. It was as kind a destructive magic as one could find, despite the inevitability of the fatalities that it inflicted.
Vol's horse rode onwards, oblivious to it all. It only knew its master's instructions. Chaos on the battlefield was not something it needed to interpret. The beast struggled through its exhaustion, until it limped past the edge of the encirclement, and joined with the rest of them.
!! SYSTEM ANNOUNCEMENT!
QUEST COMPLETE!
REWARDS DELIVERED!
