Our fists were flying in the air and every punch we missed was creating cracks in the ice around us.
At first, he was trying to punch me in the chest and I could protect myself from the punches with my arms but I still glided back because of the impact of the punches. Then he lifted a large pointed piece of ice with his hands and started running towards me. I managed to escape his attack by jumping into the air.
When the ice floe fell to pieces as a result of the impact, the elite soldier began to kick the pieces that fell from the ceiling and throw them at me. As I floated through the air, chunks of ice were coming towards me as fast as raindrops. Even if I got rid of the pointy pieces of ice, he planned to attack me when I set foot on the ground.