As icy energy enveloped Hrimgar in thick, frozen armor, Adam's roar rumbled through the permafrost.
ROAR
He thrust his head before the jotun's protected stomach, scarlet plasma exploding with the deafening noise.
The conflagration made the air sizzle and the temperature soar for the first time in the permafrost's history. Vapor danced, and lakes formed yet, Hrimgar condensed new layers of armor as soon as the previous melted. The blast's radiance reached hundreds of kilometers, blinding beasts and jotun tribes who thought the end of Jotunheim might have come.
The war of attrition lasted two long minutes before Adam's eyes narrowed.
Despite the God Slayer supplying him with essence, he felt his reserve diminish to dangerous levels. Even worse, Hrimgar still smirked mockingly inside the ice. No, it melted slower with each second crawling by.
