Ardyn stood at the center of the battlefield, her icy magic spreading across the terrain. Each of her movements caused the temperature to drop further and further until the air seemed to freeze, and the breath of everyone present instantly turned into visible clouds.
Thaiel, despite being accustomed to the freezing temperatures of Asgard and having his body constantly stimulated by electricity, began to feel the cold seeping into every fiber of his being. Even his breathing became heavier, his body working hard to maintain its temperature.
Horus, on the other hand, showed an expression of growing annoyance. The low temperature not only affected him, but it was also something he wasn't prepared for. His body was trained to endure the scorching heat of his world, but this extreme cold was an entirely different enemy.
"This… is problematic," murmured Horus, his voice trembling from the cold.
