Chains of Ice

The change was instant.

The Ebonclimber held a crude, wooden spear-like weapon—far too small for its massive frame.

But just as it prepared to hurl the weapon toward Azriel, it froze.

Its yellow eyes locked onto him... watching as Azriel walked forward with a calm yet dark expression.

A misty breath escaped his lips, patches of frost forming on the trees and ground around them.

Red lightning crackled ominously across his body, while a chilling white mist emanated from Void Eater in his hand.

And then... Azriel stopped.

His crimson eyes met the Ebonclimber's gaze.

In the blink of an eye, Azriel vanished—reappearing mid-air, right in front of the demon's face.

Without hesitation, he swung Void Eater in a horizontal slash, its blade infused with biting frost.

The Ebonclimber's eyes widened at the sudden speed, but it reacted quickly, thrusting the wooden spear forward in a desperate attempt to impale him.