The drawbacks of spatial disturbance

"Want to run? No chance!" With a determined gaze, Ryan watched Marat swiftly disengage from the battle. In an instant, the Wings of the Gale unfurled behind him, propelling him forward like lightning to pursue.

"Advanced Magic: Ice Prison!" Ryan's voice, cold and indifferent, echoed through the air as a massive blue magic circle materialized in Marat's path, followed by thick walls of ice rising like castle ramparts, entrapping Marat within!

Marat, faced with the solid and chilling ice walls surrounding him, couldn't help but feel a pang of panic. However, he forced himself to remain calm; now was not the time for panic. With a sharp glare, he focused all his attention on his fists, gathering a significant amount of magical power.