Standing not too far from her, wreathed in bright yellow flames flickering with blue and the occasional green tinge, Kary spun on herself, both to look at the aftermath and to confirm to the girl that she was fine.
The forest of green and brown was gone, leaving place to a painting of whites and blues; the trees, ground, leaves and even the stream completely frozen over solid.
The next to show signs of life was Alexander, screaming with pride.
"Woo! Damn, it's cold, hehe! Holy shit, Violette. That was some crazy amount of mana," he whooped, looking around him like a proud older brother.
Next game David's echoing tongue click, as he pushed a statue of ice in front of him to the ground, shattering it into a million pieces.
"Well, at least we don't have to worry about these schmucks anymore," he shrugged.
That was also the moment the reality of her actions caught up to Violette.
