Forming Cracks

Trapped within his own mind, Hauke watched helplessly as Ashlynn and stood in a deadlock with Ansgar and Ines until she kicked off of the frozen ground, wrenching her blade free and spinning. Ashlynn used pure momentum more than technique to bring her weapon around for another strike, trying to force an opening where there was none. 

Ansgar blocked again, staggering slightly, ice cracking under the impact and sending fragments flying through the air like diamond dust in the dim light of their icy prison.