Their Bold Confrontation
Even with the incoming swarm of ice pillars, Eleanor held on her ground as she huffed out, releasing a searing totem. The chilling ice crashed through the totem into chunks and vaporized them, creating a misty field.
She also got herself ready, lest she got to meet a problem.
That was at least Anasthasia thought so, but only it came from an unknown factor such as her.
It would be time for her to probe into her prowess.
'Mistwalk!'
"An unwanted guest?" Eleanor scoured through the place, shuffling between the unconscious piles. "I saw a glimpse of a woman with some indecent clothing. Oh my…"
Anasthasia remained hidden in the mist, but not for long as the totem continued to sear the air with brazen temperature.
Another wave of frost carved its way to the center, but Eleanor stepped towards the totem, blocking them with ease.