A deadly silence fell as the attackers realized something was wrong. Frigid's crumbling exterior suddenly seemed unyielding, his HP no longer dropping no matter how much damage they poured into him.
Worse yet, the very air around them seemed to freeze, forming a creeping frost that snaked up their legs and slowed their movements.
"What the hell is this?!" one of the mages shouted, struggling to lift his staff as the frost took hold.
"It's some kind of skill! My attacks aren't doing anything anymore!" another DPS cried out, his strikes bouncing off Frigid's reinforced defenses.
Frigid, now bolstered by a 20% boost to his already monstrous defense, stood unmoved by their efforts. The icy aura around him sent shivers down spines, literally and figuratively, as the attackers found their agility reduced by the chilling effect of the frost.
