Ice Oasis

"Protect the DJ!"

"Dire the VIP to the exit!"

The leader of the bodyguards was lame but a complete professional, trying to do his job with blood running from his nose like a fountain of water.

"Elenora, close the exit!"

It was one of the most lavish comforts our sorcerer provided after joining our party. Until now, it had strengthened our hand to lock the flying mobs in a certain area.

"Let me finish this first. I'll look sometime!"

Our magician sits at an empty table and pours her dry whiskey into her glass. A few of the guards separate the DJ from his team and drag him towards the door on the far side backstage.

"Elenora, freeze the door!"

I'm screaming, but Elenora ignores me. Again, we have to go back to the old style.

"Toraman!"

The young man understood the situation and took action already. I caught him in midair when I shouted. The stick dispersed the group as it hit the ground, and we could see the escaped fish a few steps from the door.