Whew!
The cold wind struck their faces!
Unbeknownst to them, Basil Jaak's figure had already appeared in front of Molly and Gray!
"Sister, strike first to gain the advantage, kill him!"
Gray, having reacted, bellowed and took the lead with a palm strike aimed at Basil Jaak's head!
"Hmph, you dare challenge the sun and moon with the light of a firefly, seeking your own suffering!"
Basil Jaak would not let him have his way, he countered with a palm strike, driving a gust of cold wind. Just as his palm, carrying the chill of ice, was about to meet Gray's, it suddenly changed direction and firmly grasped Gray's palm!
Hiss~
Gray involuntarily inhaled sharply, feeling a bone-piercing chill on the right palm he had struck out with, followed immediately by intense pain!
Crack!
Layers of white vapors even seemed to form on Gray's palm, his five fingers appeared to be encased in ice.
"Let go of my hand!"