Chapter 90: Anonymous House (9)
The moment he activated this legendary skill, Blake's cold aura intensified, merging with the very air around him. It was no longer just a faint chill directed at Alex—he had become the embodiment of ice itself.
Cold steam hissed from within him; his eyes shone like blue moons, and ice fanned out from his body like well-trained soldiers. Since he no longer wore gauntlets, thick plumes of frigid steam gathered around his hands.
It was nearly impossible to see how he wielded his katana, or even predict which stance he would shift into next.
Blake had used The Conqueror of the Winter without even realizing it. He briefly considered using Superbia to reclaim Sol and crush this woman with doubled stats. But that would rouse the little one from his slumber, and how could he do such a cruel thing to his adorable elemental?