H encountered more ferocious monsters.
As the monstrous entity lunged towards Evan, its malevolence radiating from every twisted limb, a mischievous glint flashed in Evan's eyes. In a swift and fluid motion, his hands moved with the dexterity of a virtuoso, conjuring an arcane spell that materialized ethereal bullets of frost in his palms. The very air around him crackled with the anticipation of the impending clash, as if nature itself held its breath in awe of the forthcoming spectacle.
With a deft flick of his wrist, Evan unleashed his icy arsenal upon the unsuspecting monsters. The frost bullets, imbued with the frigid essence of his power, surged forward with an unstoppable force, hurtling towards their intended targets like ethereal projectiles of doom. The monsters, consumed by their single-minded aggression, failed to perceive the imminent danger that loomed behind them, their focus solely fixed upon the young mage before them.