Broken Blade transformed into a massive white crane, soaring with lightning speed. Her long tail feathers trailed behind her like streaks of white lightning.
Countless white feathers scattered from her body, filling the air like a snowstorm. They all turned and shot toward Lyra.
With a raised hand, Lyra summoned snowflake-shaped shields, each one forming a barrier that blocked the incoming feathers.
When the first attack failed, Broken Blade disappeared into thin air, only to reappear from behind Lyra in an instant. Her enormous wings slashed through the air, missing by inches.
Freya's golden eyes flashed with surprise. 'This Freya's really quick.'
Then, the sky darkened. Thick clouds gathered overhead as real, heavy snow began to fall, blanketing the buildings and trees below in white.
With a flick of her finger, Lyra conjured a fierce snowstorm that swirled around Broken Blade, like a violent vortex.