The snowstorm whipped across the shattered courtyard, carrying shards of ice like jagged arrows. Veyra's voice rang out, sharp and full of fury.
"You among you idiots! You killed my brother!"
They froze for a heartbeat, shock and guilt flashing across their faces. Even Prince tightened his grip on the Shapeblade, knowing this was no ordinary battle—it was personal.
Veyra's eyes blazed with cold fire as she raised her hands, frost coiling around her like serpents. Ice soldiers surged forward once more, their movements swift and deadly.
Prince shouted to his team, voice firm: "Focus! Stay together! Remember your training!"
Jed growled, transforming fully into his beast form. Adaptive armor stretched and shifted, covering him perfectly as he leapt forward, ripping through lines of ice soldiers. Sparks of frozen shards flew everywhere, but he pressed on relentlessly, protecting the left flank.
Lammy's wand glowed, his bullet-proof jacket shimmering under layers of frost. He cast protective barriers around the mansion's exposed sections and countered the ice soldiers with fire and frost combined, a chaotic dance of magic that kept them at bay.
Praise gritted her teeth, gauntlets glowing with rune energy. Despite the lingering pain in her leg, she darted between enemy lines, striking swiftly and precisely. Her boots propelled her with perfect balance as she shattered soldiers into shards of ice, each attack showcasing her growth and resilience.
Prince shifted the Shapeblade through multiple forms—spear, shield, blade—deflecting spikes, piercing soldiers, and clearing paths for his teammates. "Jed! Watch the left! Lammy, reinforce the barriers! Praise, keep pushing forward!"
The battle raged on, the courtyard echoing with clashing metal, screams, and the roar of elemental magic. Veyra hovered above, her eyes cold, calculating, her power unrelenting. Ice spikes fell like rain, forcing the heroes to dodge, block, and counter simultaneously.
"Prince! Over here!" Praise yelled, pointing as a massive ice soldier barreled toward Lammy. Prince adjusted the shapeblade into a shield, blocking the impact and throwing the soldier aside. Jed roared, leaping through another line of soldiers, sending shards flying. Lammy's wand flared as he reinforced their barrier, a wall of fire colliding with jagged ice.
The tide of the battle shifted in waves. Veyra's attacks grew more intense, pushing the team to their limits. The storm thickened, visibility dropping as wind and frost stung their faces. Each hero faced moments of near defeat, relying on teamwork and quick thinking to survive.
Amidst the chaos, Prince noticed a faint falter in Veyra's movements—an opening, small but significant. He signaled the team. "Now! Hit together, coordinated strikes!"
Jed, Lammy, and Praise moved as one, combining force and magic. Prince struck with the Shapeblade, morphing it into a heavy sword and slashing through Veyra's defenses. The ice queen faltered, stumbling back, frost swirling wildly around her.
But victory was not yet theirs. Veyra's power was vast, and she retaliated with a blast of ice that forced the heroes to scatter. The courtyard was a blur of movement, their breaths steaming in the freezing air.
Jed in is werewolf from knowing that veyra was weak, attack her doughing her ice spike ,using is claw he tore her gave her countless mark finally, after relentless combat, Veyra collapsed, exhausted and grievously wounded. The snow settled around her, her breath ragged. the team geather before her, eyes locked on the woman who had tested them to their limits.
Veyra struggled to speak, her voice barely a whisper.
"As I draw my last breath… I'll tell you a secret… you're half demon… your dad is alive… the Fire Lord ( keal) knows where he is."
Silence fell, broken only by the soft crackle of fading ice and wind. The heroes stared in shock, absorbing the magnitude of her revelation. The battlefield quieted, leaving them battered but alive, ready to face the storms that awaited beyond.