On the calm edge of the chaos, Fendros drew another chitinous arrow and released it to catch the leg of a running fighter. He was not going for killing blows just yet. By the looks of things, the ambush would be over quickly and they would have the time to chase down the frostbitten and wounded runners.

The blizzard would last for another several moments, though Sabine was not left alone. None other than the well-dressed leader of their opponents forced her to raise a ward to immediately rebuff the fire spell slung virtually at point-blank range. Sabine did not have the warning to fully develop her ward and stumbled two steps back. The momentary show of weakness did not last long, as the residual licking flames seemed to get absorbed into Sabine's hand. She was no novice either.

With her ward now fully formed in front of her, Sabine grit her teeth and threw out her other arm, sending a large icicle the Imperial's way. She would have to burst that ward before making any attempt to subdue her.