Amelia watched with growing frustration as the giant stood once more, its body regenerating at a speed that defied all logic.
Even the most powerful healing magic she knew of couldn't work this fast, and none of it compared to the monstrous regeneration happening before her eyes.
This creature was unlike anything she had ever encountered.
Amelia raised her palm, narrowing her eyes, focusing on her next attack.
Above her, a massive, pointed icicle began to form, growing until it was as tall as the giant.
The air around it crackled with cold energy, and the temperature dropped to a bone-chilling cold, the sheer force of her magic making the atmosphere feel heavy and oppressive.
With a single wave of her hand, the icicle shot forward like a javelin, hurtling toward the giant's chest.
Grrrrr-RAAAAWR!
