Freya stood surrounded by a sea of flames, while welding two swords. One glowed with golden holy light, while the other glowed with bright purple lightning. She deactivated her incomplete aura, not wanting to waste it. The swordswoman knew that the flames would vanish any moment now, so she prepared quickly.
“Blooming Ice Flakes! X20” Putting down one of her swords momentarily, she immediately cast tens of ice spell, in quick succession. She then quickly grabbed the sword, and returned to her pose.
Twenty huge ices flakes fell onto the field of ice randomly. All of them were stuck upright with one spike, while the other five sharp points were ready to skewer anyone that approached carelessly.
Not a moment later, the flames flickered out, and Vara noticed the sea of ice flakes in her path.