The words ripped through him deeper than the subzero wind that followed them. He managed a step toward her, but the temperature howled him back.
Before he could breathe again, the sky split open. Shards of ice came down like bullets, slicing through the air.
Luck flinched, bracing for the impact that would tear him limb from limb. No reaction time could save him from an attack that wide.
Fortunately, a radiant wall of purple flame erupted between him and the deadly attack.
Each icy shard met its twin in heat, exploding into mist so pure it stung his eyes.
Alicia emerged in front of him, her silhouette tall and queenly. Her body ablaze with a fire that seemed almost liquid .
"Don't be reckless. Let me protect you," she commanded.
The next instant was pure chaos: frost and fire spiraling up in a collision that cracked the space in half.
Neve launched herself skyward, a comet trailing pale blue sparks.
