Lucan knew he couldn't keep up with Bing in close quarters. The exchange of blows had left him reeling, even with Maris's magic helping him endure the damage. The frost clung to his clothes and skin, each breath feeling heavier than the last as the cold gnawed at his endurance. It was time to change tactics.
In a fluid motion, he stepped back, raising his hand and channeling the warmth of his light magic. A golden glow began to pulse from his fingers, and with a swift movement, Lucan summoned a beam of concentrated light. The beam shot toward Bing, cutting through the icy air like a searing lance. The moment it touched her frozen armor, steam erupted from the point of impact, the ice sizzling and melting away in seconds.
Bing recoiled, hissing as the heat made her icy scales shimmer and crack. But she wasn't defenseless. She quickly raised her arm, a layer of thick ice forming in an instant, blocking the beam of light before it could do more damage.
