Ignotus, now leaning against a nearby pillar, crossed his arms.
"This'll be fun."
Lykos, still beside him, nodded, and Eris's hum rippled faintly through his mind, obviously pleased. Meanwhile, a ripple of murmurs spread across the audience of Disciples.
"House Trade versus House Death…"
"Classic match-up."
"Someone's losing a limb."
The Inquisitor dropped his hand.
"...now."
The instant he dropped it, Aurelia flew back and snapped her whip forward.
The blade tip flashed, and before most could react, the air boomed beside Ulv.
Yes, a compressed pocket of air had detonated right where he stood, flinging dust and shrapnel everywhere, forcing several Disciples to duck.
Yet Ulv didn't even flinch as ice flashed across his forearms in jagged lines. The layer was thicker than most armor, protecting him from the blast completely.
He stomped once, and a thin frost web spread beneath his boots.
Whoosh!
Ulv moved.
