"Something worth protecting at all costs? Such grand words. We Castilians also have things we will not retreat from, and we equally will not take a step back!"
In the roar, the flow of the atmosphere quickened, and in less than a minute, a visible cyclone formed—entwined with snowflakes, a tornado.
Lightning strikes were blocked by the risk of hydrogen explosions and the lie that "it would produce toxic gases." Ordinary cooling spells couldn't keep up with the rate of water vapor explosions; ice forming on the surface would only increase the destructiveness of the blast. The only solution to break this impasse was to create a strong wind capable of rapidly freezing objects. Even if the opponent managed a few explosions, they wouldn't keep up with the speed of the frigid gale.
No matter how it changed, water was still water; all one needed to do was target its properties—
