Puchi!
The condensed air, in the form of a slightly transparent javelin, opened a hole in Asher's right thigh as it flung him some meters backward.
Loki squinted. "Your Kryos frost might be powerful but the element of air is superior!"
It lunged forth, about to chomp down on Asher but he held its beak with both hands and for the first time, Loki screamed.
It could feel the ice spreading into its body, painfully hardening its internal muscles. Loki shook his body with all his might, struggling to throw Asher away but he remained stuck to it.
Asher's golden eyes became like those of a predator, causing Loki's eyes to sink.
"Let me go!"
He flung his head upward, throwing Asher into the air. Midair, Asher's eyes became pure white and a woman clad in crimson armor appeared.
Shing!
She unsheathed her swords, the plume on her helmet dangling as she cut off Loki's wing and planted the other dagger into Loki's abdomen!