Chloe raised her translucent, sapphire hands. The halo of arcane crystals hovering above her head began to spin with terrifying speed.
"Freeze them," Chloe commanded, her voice echoing with chilling celestial resonance.
A massive blizzard of razor-sharp arcane crystals erupted from her fingertips and swept across the canyon floor. The temperature instantly dropped to absolute zero. Hundreds of Vanguard infantry and Second Continent spearmen were completely encased in thick, impenetrable blocks of magical ice before they could even scream.
General Gulag roared in fury as the frost crept up her heavy legs. She slammed her bone club against the frozen ground, shattering the ice gripping her feet before turning her weapon to smash the frozen prisons holding her trapped soldiers.
