Stuck between an ice wall and two homing vortexes, plus Gray who was running over as well, Savine considered her options.
It was impossible to melt the ice, she couldn't really force her way with an explosion so quickly, and though she could maybe collapse the floor underneath to drop the ice wall, that seemed rather too extreme. Even if Balint was rich and probably wouldn't mind her trashing this room, he would definitely be angry if she destroyed his whole house.
'It's best if he removes this wall himself,' Savine decided.
She then focused her attention on Gray. The old man was quickly closing in, flanked by his two vortexes.
'If I can incapacitate him, then I can take my time with the wall. His spells were also quite deadly, so there should be no worry of Jibril intervening.'