The temperature plummeted, and delicate frost patterns bloomed across the ancient stones, each one a unique masterpiece of nature and magic combined.
Arianna's control over her newfound power was evident in the precise way she manipulated the ice formations. With a mere thought, she could shape the frozen structures into intricate designs, from delicate snowflakes that hung suspended in the air to imposing ice sculptures that rose from the ground like sentinels.
The ice responded to her will as if it were an extension of her very being, each creation a testament to the profound connection she had forged with her element.
The sight of Arianna's increased power didn't discourage Lyra. Instead, it seemed to ignite a fierce determination in her eyes, a competitive spark that pushed her to greater heights.
