Thomas watched as the beasts were forced to work around the ice barrier. "This is pointless. Running like this is only going to give them the advantage. We have to manipulate the situation into our favor. We need to create a dead end, a box canyon. The ice magic will work perfectly for that. Eir your ice wall will have to be tall enough that they can't jump over it even if they use the trees for extra height. Instead of fighting them off from multiple directions we can create a choke point that gives them only one avenue for attack where it gives us the advantage to eliminate them as they come in. Or we can keep trying to outrun them and quite obviously fail."

Thomas figured these uppity nobility bastards would lead to his death but their ineptitude was absolutely appalling, he didn't realize it would be this soon. If he was going to die he was going to try his hardest to make sure he was the last one to die and watch every last one of them go before him. If ghosts exists he was going to make damn sure he came back as one to haunt that good for nothing bastard who got him into this.