Fierce Battle II
Cold
Cold
Cold
'It's so cold!' Titus screamed in his mind.
The descent of the whiteness was brought by a skill Lenax used, and it was a Blizzard-type attack.
But it was far more harrowing than any Blizzard one could find.
Even with his territory active, Titus could feel the heat in his body getting sapped at an alarming speed. And it wouldn't be long before he was utterly frozen both inside and out.
He had a few seconds at most.
'But what can I do?' Despite the terrible situation, Titus didn't panic. Instead, he became calm, very, very calm.
His mind instantly got to work.
In truth, he had a way to stave off the damage. The problem was that that method wouldn't last forever, and even if he was able to save himself, he wasn't sure if the others could do the same. And he held no illusions of being able to defeat Lenax by himself.