[hr][hr][h3][b][i][center][color=82ca9d]Sana[/color] & Epona[/center][/i][/b][/h3]
[center][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Hell Frozen Over
[b][color=a187be]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Hypothermia
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	The feel of ice reverberating through her fingers and to her bones, Sana knew this sensation and despised it. The spell had worked and the wall of protective ice formed in place, coming up out of the air, drawing in the moisture from around and concentrating it in one arced around the group; protecting them for now. Yet there was a price to pay for every spell that was cast. Just as a a man would swing a sword towards his opponents and his muscles, constitution, and breath, would pay a price depending on how strong the swing was, so did a magic user. Magic cost so much more than the day to day physical dealings. It wasn't created out of thing air, this one in particular was created out of moisture, a change in the very environment around her and channeled through the warm blood of her veins. 

	Tips of her fingers began to frost over just as the ground at her feet and it cut just as deep. Stinging and burning with cold as her voice ceased and the song was called to an abrupt halt. There was nothing to be done to stop the progression at this point only an attempt to fight off the effects long enough to stay awake despite the chill, the pain, and the bone chilling creaking she could feel building up as the tendons in her joints started to constrict and tighten up. Dark amber eyes seemed to glass over with a setting of frost as she looked around. Her lips turning blue as her breath could be seen crystallizing as it left her lungs in tight short breaths. Then the knees buckled under the strain and turmoil, sinking to the ground not even trying to keep her balance at this point and letting gravity take over. 

	Epona coming to her side as Ash did, each animal seeming to protect her at each side. Sana leaning against Ash, his fur not warm enough to stop the chilling of her limbs but it was far better to lean against than the defrosting ground now that the spell had stopped. Frosted lashes blinked as Sana looked up and saw the arrows flying from Sana and Lerraina. She needed to get up but there was nothing to it this round, her bow hanging limply from its position slung across her back. There was nothing she could do for now but take steadying breaths as she concentrated on staying awake for now.