Massive strands of steam rose from the snow-covered plain, filling the environment with a thin, wet fog. The temperature rose, and sizzling noises invaded the area, disrupting the couple's stillness.
Monica could hardly believe what had just happened. She kept her right arm stretched, astonished by that development. She had performed the spell she hated, the only true attack allowed by her element, but something entirely different had come out.
Meanwhile, Khan inspected the area ahead and the symphony above it. His eyes could pierce the fog and evaluate the nature of the attack. He could also gauge its general power, and some dissatisfaction surged in his mind.
Induna's cold wind quickly dispersed the fog, allowing Monica to see the plain's new state. A massive gorge had appeared, digging through the snow and the frozen ground below. The channel started from her hand and stretched past what her eyes could reach.