Staring at the mimic, Alice shook her head in disappointment and stepped back. "I'm not too sure where I need to aim." Mobilising the arcane, a small flame formed, but she quickly threw it to the side, not wishing to burn the mimic. Before she could attack again, Chesh moved, running behind the tree and vanishing. Looking around, Alice followed behind and frowned, seeing nothing behind the tree. Lifting a hand above her head, she twirled her finger around, rapid winds spinning around her.
With her other hand, she used it as a guide, circulating the wind to form a thin ring around her body. Continuously adding more power to the wind, she started a second spell with her other hand, no longer needing to guide the wind. 'Air works with everything. Water, frozen.' Ice flew out of her lowered hand; the moment it hit the ring of wind around her, it shredded into tiny pieces, flying off around her.
