The old Kosak and his son noticed the incoming arrows almost immediately. The killing intent contained within them was so dense it distorted the surrounding air, leaving dark ripples in space as they tore through the blizzard.
Both demons abandoned their advance without hesitation. Whatever plans they had for Damian no longer mattered. Survival came first.
"Ice Authority: Guardian!"
The elder's voice boomed across the battlefield.
The frozen world responded instantly.
Massive sculptures of ice erupted from thin air around both father and son as though reality itself had answered their command.
Towering figures resembling ancient warriors emerged from the blizzard, their forms crystalline and flawless. The ice guardians crossed their arms before the two Kosaks and then folded inward, sealing them within layers upon layers of compressed frost.
The arrows struck moments later.
BOOOOOOOOOM!
The explosion shook the entire false world.
