” Ye mention shields Uncle, but they won’t aid ya in this spell. Nor would any of yer armor. I decided to forge something to deal with ya pesky warriors even if I could only do it once for a battle.” Her voice held together more so that it resonated clearly. She wanted Brone to understand what she said before channeling the spell and giving them men a little time to get far.
When the men were nearing the edge of her spell, the Demoness would clasp her hands together. It took hardly any concentration on her part to summon the tundra from within. And with a sweet smile, she would unleash her most frigid spell. The air that already carried a chill, would become even more painful in an instant. Breathing it in was like inviting the cold to cut you from the inside. It penetrated even Brone’s armor, forcing the Dwarf to face the tundra as if he was left naked in a storm.
Even the nature around them was not spared from the intensity. Many leaves of the trees would shed suddenly and rapidly. The grass were like daggers lining the ground. Whatever animals unfortunate to stay within her spell became brittle like glass. Birds flying just about them would freeze in an instant and drop onto the ground shattering like glass. I would be because of this that she refused the company of her ravens and companion.
The men who were running at top speed would halt in a moment. Their bodies stood still as if they turned to statues. And they might as well have been since the dark frost of her magic rapidly encased their skin. The ice was so cold, it burned. Nearly searing into the flesh as far as their bones; but the Demoness would ease her spell just a bit so that it waned along the fringed. Heeding her Uncle’s former request to save from perishing them too soon. And with a whisk of her hand, black flowers would creep and sprout atop her ice and heal them from afar. Reversing some of the cruel damage she inflicted on them just because she could.
When they were no longer a worry, her gaze shifted back to Brone. Almost as cold as the air around them but she managed to soften the glare to something more warm and loving. It was easy to get lost in her nature, it always was. But she did her best to maintain the shred of humanity in her for a bit longer.
” It’s a good thing I’ll always be on yer side, aye Uncle? The cold would never taste as bitter as this. No matter where Nargbark has happened to lead ye, it would be me that reaches deeper.” She stopped to observe him and how he handled her spell. Black frost would already encase his ashen skin and fragments of her ice would sit in between all the crevices of his armor. Threatening to reach deeper.
If it were not her Uncle taking the brunt of her spell, she would have aimed to kill the first it touched. But her bloodthirsty would never entirely over shadow the love she had for her family, and so it too would wane when its course was done.
” I prepared this…” Lumi began to mutter as she threw a hand up in the air sending a crackle of frost to break into the sky. It was high enough to be seen from afar.
” As I did not need ya suffering more than need be to entertain me whims.” Lumi walked over to Brone and laid a hand on his shoulders. The frost the crept around him was much more soothing than the air had been, healing the wounds her cold had given him. And in a few minutes time, her servants would arrive. Setting up a table and the hot meal prepared prior. It was a mix of hearty stews and potatoes to warm him and those that ventured to her aid. The men that got snagged were also escorted back so that they may eat as well.
” Hope this helps with the chill, and perhaps hold off a cold.” She giggled while taking a seat. The servants were just about finished serving the dishes and placing them forward. Ginger tea with honey was also provided, but ale was handed to her Uncle instead as she knew how much he didn’t care for it.
Sweet Entropy learned (1455/4000 wc 75% wcr due to int and items)