Meanwhile, elsewhere...
An arrow of ice struck an orc squarely in the chest, knocking it backward and sending it crashing to the ground.
Zarah exhaled, a plume of cold vapor escaping her lips as she looked across the battlefield.
Two more orcs to go.
At first, she had thought she might need reinforcement to deal with the invading orcs, especially after seeing how many had poured through the portal. But the longer she fought, the more she realized that she had seriously underestimated her own strength.
With the innate skill [Frost Vein] that Eli had given her, her body had become far stronger and more capable than it had been before, allowing her to manipulate ice with enough speed and power to handle roughly a dozen orcs on her own.
One of the remaining orcs suddenly hurled its axe at her.
