Ethan's figure blurred as he shot forward, charging straight at the humans.
"Frostwall!"
A female Awakener's eyes widened in alarm. She immediately activated her ability, throwing up a defense.
A wave of icy mist surged out, and crystalline frost rapidly condensed in midair, forming a thick wall of ice—clear as glass, solid as steel—cutting off half the sky like a frozen mirror.
But Ethan didn't even slow down. He raised his fist and slammed it forward, like a beast breaking free of its cage. The force of the blow rippled through the air.
The Frostwall shattered instantly with a deafening crack. Shards of ice exploded outward like a hailstorm, slicing through the air with a sharp, whistling sound. The cold hit like a slap to the face.
"Shit…"
The woman shielded her face with one hand, bracing against the chaotic energy. She squinted through the storm of ice, trying to track him.
