The ice dragons started approaching the duo with malicious eyes, their expressions filled with murderous intent. Their breaths emanated a frosty chill, causing the cave's walls to frost over, and icicles began forming from the ceiling.
"This isn't a favorable fighting environment since I'm a fire mage, so I won't be able to go full power," Morgana said, her voice steady despite the dire circumstances. She tossed a fireball at the nearest ice dragon. The fireball whooshed through the air but weakened noticeably as it approached the dragon. The ice dragon swatted it aside effortlessly, a contemptuous snarl escaping its lips.
Ferdinand stepped forward, his eyes narrowing. "We'll have to be strategic. I'll create opportunities, you strike when you can."
Morgana nodded, her eyes alight with determination. Sensing their defiance, the dragons roared in unison, the sound reverberating through the cave and shaking its foundations.
