However, as Jin shifted his attention back to the front, his senses heightened and he immediately noticed another onslaught of ice needles hurtling towards him.
This time, the needles were a bit smaller, resembling the size of middle fingers, and their numbers were staggering, well over fifty.
The air carried from the front wind before him grew chilling, seeming to almost crystallize the very ground beneath his feet, brought on and caused by this incoming batch of ice needles.
SWOOSH!
A trail of flickering figures appeared, almost ethereal in nature, as Jin's swift movements created a mesmerizing dance while evading the onslaught of ice needles that came at him from all directions.
Time seemed to warp in his eyes, the world around him slowing down to a near halt as he focused solely on the incoming projectiles.