Listening to Kettleburn's shouting, Sam, who had fallen to the ground and couldn't get up, immediately climbed up, her four limbs on the ground, fiercely staring at her enemy.
Blood, mixed with heat, was constantly dripping from her mouth, and in just a short time, had already dyed a small patch of snow red.
Kettleburn's punch just now had directly knocked out three of her teeth.
Under the effect of pain, her pupils had already been dyed a shade of crimson.
If it were an ordinary werewolf, they would have already been agitated enough to charge forward recklessly.
But Sam was not one of those irrational beasts. She clearly knew that the crippled old man in front of her was not someone easy to provoke.
Sticking out her tongue to lick the blood at the corner of her mouth, Sam lowered her center of gravity and began rapidly circling around Kettleburn.
Kettleburn, seeing this, did not rashly attack, but instead watched Sam's movements cautiously.
Having dealt with magical creatures for many years, he understood very well that beasts are most dangerous when they are injured or hungry.
For a time, the battle situation fell into a stalemate.
At the same time, the white-haired girl also launched an offensive.
However, different from Sam's direct and fierce approach, the white-haired girl began dancing on the spot.
This was a kind of dance Link had never seen before, but undeniably, it was beautiful.
The dance perfectly blended the elegance of Eastern classical styles with the wild and direct passion of the West, making it stir one's heart involuntarily.
But unlike the heat in the heart of the onlookers, accompanying the girl's dance, the surrounding wind and snow suddenly grew heavier.
They spun and surged around the girl, producing a series of strange melodies, as if accompanying her performance.
The next moment, the wind and snow suddenly went violent.
Countless ice and snow soldiers, summoned by her, leapt from the snow, charging toward Link under the lead of a blizzard filled with sharp ice blades.
Faced with this fierce oncoming attack, Link's eyebrows furrowed.
Through the Supersensory Charm, he could clearly sense that the energy on these cold winds and ice-snow soldiers was the same as the frozen magic that had trapped them in the tower.
This kind of energy feared neither fire nor heat, but it could be corroded.
Having judged this, Link immediately raised his wand.
"Sectusempra!"
Buzz!
Ripple-like distortions appeared again, and quickly spread out.
Under the effect of this curse-type energy, the previously fierce ice-snow soldiers instantly dissolved into nothingness, and the blizzard that had taken such effort to conjure also gradually died down.
However, at this moment, Link's frown deepened further.
Because the moment he launched his attack, the white-haired girl had vanished.
Blue light flashed in Link's eyes, and the Supersensory Charm was activated at full power.
Logically speaking, with the charm reaching lv4, it should already be capable of sensing most magical changes.
But at this moment, Link still couldn't detect the white-haired girl's location.
This gave Link a bad feeling.
"To one who refuses to wake up, I grant you eternal rest."
The girl's voice suddenly echoed.
This voice sounded like a human's low chant, yet also like the noise of cold wind howling, making it impossible to pinpoint the source.
But unlike the previously pure coldness, this time the voice was mixed with a trace of gentle killing intent.
Hearing this, Link's expression changed, and the curse energy around his body surged forth, instantly forming a shield on his body.
And the faint figure of the white-haired girl finally emerged from beside Link.
In the snowstorm, she was smiling, reaching out her right hand straight toward Link.
Just like the aura she exuded, the hand she extended was also crystal clear, soft like boneless silk.
But it was this hand, as perfect as a work of art, that easily pierced through the curse-energy shield Link had formed, and continued stabbing toward Link's head.
Just as her fingertips were about to touch Link's forehead, Arkam suddenly sprang out from Link's collar, and bit down directly onto that hand.
This time, the white-haired girl's expression finally changed.
The basilisk's venom was powerful enough to destroy Horcruxes. Though the girl might not have known this exactly, she could still sense the danger radiating from the small blue-black snake, and had no choice but to withdraw her arm with unnatural speed, retreating far from Link with a backward leap.
"Hiss hiss hiss!" ("Be careful! Link!")
Having done all this, Arkam quickly retreated back into Link's robes, this frigid weather severely restricted its mobility, and that previous action was already its maximum effort.
Hearing this, Link nodded, and his expression turned somewhat grim.
When he first saw the white-haired girl summoning ice soldiers, he had assumed she was a summoner-type mage.
But he hadn't expected her to actually be a close-combat assassin.
If it hadn't been for Arkam, his "serpent-shaped auto-defense system", he'd probably be dead right now.
"Ha! You really are dangerous, huh?"
Wiping away the cold sweat caused by the scare, Link drank a dose of Polymorph Potion and Blood of Boreas, and said through gritted teeth.
Hearing this, the distant white-haired girl began dancing again.
Her dance was still just as graceful and passionate, but as soon as it began, she suddenly vanished, and with a near-teleportation speed, appeared beside Link again, throwing a punch.
With the power provided by the Blood of Boreas, Link forcefully twisted his waist to dodge the attack, but the cold punch wind still scraped his cheek.
This made him angry.
"You really have a death wish!"
Link shouted, and at the same time, his wand flipped sharply.
The next moment, a torrent of curse energy far denser than before burst from the tip of his wand.
The white-haired girl's face changed, and she again teleported away.
Unfortunately, it was already too late, the curse energy had already transformed into countless blades, which had pierced into her body.
"Mmph!"
A muffled groan came from the girl's mouth.
Dense slash marks appeared across her body surface, but what emerged from the wounds wasn't blood and flesh, but pale blue ice crystals.
More importantly, the white-haired girl seemed to have self-healing abilities.
As the cold mist around her gradually faded, those wounds were visibly healing.
At the same time, through his senses, Link also noticed countless icy-blue energies gathering in front of the girl.
Link had a feeling that if he cast another spell now, it would definitely be blocked by that energy.
However, this didn't mean Link had no way to deal with her.
Shaking his head, Link immediately removed the beetle shell orb on his chest and hurled it out fiercely!
"It's decided! It's you! Yoyo!"
At Link's command, the Coil-wing Demon "Yoyo" immediately unfurled, transforming into a streak of shadow that pierced through the icy-blue energy layer and bit down hard on the girl's forehead.
"Ahh!!"
A shrill scream echoed across the snowy plain, and a green color began to spread across the girl's face.
This was the Coil-wing Demon's unique venom.
Under the effect of this venom, the girl's self-healing finally ceased, and her entire body collapsed into the snow.
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