The first ice bolt came without warning.
Rhys's agility allowed him to twist aside, the frozen projectile missing him by inches and shattering against the ground behind him.
More ice bolts followed immediately, a coordinated barrage from multiple defenders on the walls.
"Wind Barrier!" Rhys called out, his mana surging as he created a curved wall of compressed air in front of him. The ice bolts struck the barrier and shattered, their kinetic energy dissipated by the wind's resistance.
"Good reaction time," Pho commented. "Now counterattack. Show me you learned something."
Rhys didn't respond verbally. Instead, he dismissed the wind barrier and extended both daggers forward, lightning crackling along their edges with increased intensity.
His mana flowed through the weapons, channeling through the storm cloud material, and he felt Slyph's presence resonating with the wind essence woven into the blades.
