Soaked to the bone, Aurelia stalked the night like a shadow cat. Shadows of the night seemed to surround her, moving with her to hide her like mist.
Rain beaded down her matted hair as she held her breath. Held Seraphine from running wild. When it was allowed, Aurelia felt herself a master of the elements, though most of the time, Seraphine exploded in her face. It held now, bending the shadows to her will.
'This should be far enough.' About a mile off, Aurelia stood atop the ocean of water. A simple spell she'd picked up in her travels. Goosebumps pricked her skin as she felt the cold air emanating from the rise she had perched herself on.
'That is Glacial Epoch,' Aurelia shivered. She hadn't any good memories of that Damnable spell that bullied her every time they sparred. It was especially true when Zariel first awakened his ice affinity. She had never seen him so happy; she almost thought she had found a tear. She knew the spell well.