As the temperature continued to plummet, Ray's movements inevitably slowed.
A thin layer of ice spread across the arena floor, making every step treacherous.
His Silverfalls Vine lashed relentlessly at the snow leopard chasing him, yet each whip carried less force than before as his soul power steadily drained away. White mist poured from his mouth with every breath, proof of just how bitter the cold had become.
"Hmph. Let's end this already." A sharp blue glint flashed through the girl's eyes as her third soul ring ignited.
She leaned forward and burst into motion, her right hand reaching out as pale white light wrapped around her body, flooding her limbs with explosive strength. Behind her, the phantom image of a colossal Snow Leopard rose and slashed its claws toward Ray.
Her third soul skill, Snow Leopard Claw, was a thousand-year ability that blended both physical force and spiritual assault.
