Do I shatter the ice? No. Well, since there's hope, I better get up too," Zevric thought, continuing to dodge the ice spears. He glanced at his sword. "Let's do this," he said.
He lifted his sword, and to everyone's amazement, it stayed suspended in the air, flying on its own. Zevric then jumped onto it. As he did, the sword grew in size, making it look like he was skating through the air. The sword carried him as he maneuvered to dodge Asta's attacks.
"Wow! This is truly impressive. It's like the sword has a life of its own. Very intriguing," the emissary remarked.
Zevric closed the distance, deftly dodging every ice spear. He focused, controlling the sword mid-air, keeping it steady as he avoided Asta's relentless onslaught. Then, an ice boulder, created by Asta, fell from above. The crowd gasped.
