In the cerulean glow descending from the sky, snowflakes fell, each with twelve edges, exquisitely crafted like supreme masterpieces.
In the blink of an eye, the entire space was filled.
The frigid breath descended, covering the field belonging to Dorian, gradually causing stasis, as if it were a rusty, frozen machine struggling to operate.
Amidst the swirling, descending snowflakes, Ronan moved like a delicate elf, gently retreating to evade Dorian's field suppression.
"Boom—"
Dorian landed heavily, his massive toad body causing the frostbound land in the vicinity to shatter.
Ronan rode the icy snow and dust, soaring upward, merging with the falling snowflakes from the sky.
Unknowingly, those initial First Rank ice spells had almost all reached the Third Rank Magic Domain Resonance.
