Erik's attack exploded in Frostfang's face. Snow and frozen dirt flew into the air, and the clash between the blizzard and freezing aura abruptly ceased.
Suddenly, silence descended on the battlefield, but the snow and dust in the air made it impossible for Erik to see Frostfang's status.
"Did I win?" he mumbled, grabbing one of the wolf maws stuck on his arms and crushing it with his physical strength. "I haven't even used my second-rank thundersnow abilities yet. Nor my Arcanist spell for the spatial affinity."
After crushing the other maw, Eira and Elora's efforts began to pay off. Fortunately, his wounds were superficial and quick to heal.
With the blizzard and freezing aura gone, the crowd could once again see the battlefield. Yet, this only caused confusion to spread among them. All they saw was a lightly wounded Erik staring at a cloud of dust and snow.
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