Once the beasts were right on top of the Frost Stalker corpses, Moon gave the signal.
At the same instant, he cast Frost Pillar, again and again in quick succession, and a semi-ring of ice pillars erupted from the snow behind the pack, cutting off their retreat toward the spire.
The Arctic Fire-Prowler broke from its hiding position and rushed in, steam boiling off its hide as it closed on the group. And Moon dropped his Camouflage, appearing out of empty air twenty meters from the beasts, sword already in his hand.
The Grizzlers reeled in confusion.
Pillars where there had been open snow, blocking their view from the spire and a human where there had been nothing. And all around them, Moon's team surged up out of the drifts in a loose circle, weapons drawn, immediately moving to surround the pack and pen it in. Moon's own controlled Grizzlers, which had circled wide from their earlier position, thundered in from the flanks, seconds away and closing.
