Frost rubbed the back of Kiba's head affectionately before whispering in his ear and smiling.
Kiba chuffed in response before ascending higher into the air, his wings spreading out wide, fully prepared to engage in an aerial battle. Frost expected that whomever was left behind would redirect their hatred towards him, hoping to at least take him down before ultimately being killed by Anya. A partial victory that would lessen the disgrace of death however, Frost wasn't going to simply let such a scenario play out.
Dense layers of ice chakra stretched over Frost's body, granting him a full suit of armour, turning his noble attire into one of a fierce ice knight but that wasn't all, his chakra then stretched towards Kiba covering his joints, torso and even his claws in ice thus completing the knightly look.