“Watch out!” Winnie shouted.
A pair of gleaming short blades flashed into her hands as she surged forward. Kennedy drew her longsword as well, its edge shimmering with frost.
The remaining Bellemare members reacted instantly, unleashing ice spells, sword energy, and layered attacks in a coordinated barrage.
These Suanbin Fiends were no ordinary enemies. In the extreme cold, they moved like creatures born to the ice—swift, elusive, and deadly. Their ice blades sliced with terrifying sharpness, leaving behind severe frostbite.
One Bellemare cultivator was caught off guard, his arm clipped by an ice blade.
The wound instantly glazed over with frost. The freezing spread rapidly up to his shoulder, and within seconds, his entire arm went numb.
Vincent’s eyes narrowed.