[color=8eafdf][h3]Sonya[/h3][/color]

The wind pressed against the Orc’s body, Sonya slowing the wounded beast allowing Silas to swiftly put an end to its existence. It’s body hung there limply, held aloft by the currents of air before Sonya refocused her efforts elsewhere, the monster’s lifeless form crumpling to the dirt where it would join the rest of the fallen. Though only the bodies of the enemy that lay around her feet, Sonya knew that it was not only the Orc’s that had fallen thus far. In the chorus of battle, amidst the sounds of clashing steel and metal, the cries of pain and death from both Orc and Human throats had sounded. But as much as she wished to aid the rest of her allies, she had to maintain her focus on her current charges, Silas and Odessa. Only once the beasts attacking them had been felled could she risk turning her attention to the other fronts.

Of the two remaining Opponents, there stood the one with the Greataxe facing off against Odessa while Silas stood against the sword and shield wielding orc. Glancing between the two, Sonya tried to decide which one to focus her efforts on [color=8eafdf][i]’The one with the sword and shield could easily adopt a defensive style if the situation calls for it. The Greataxe on the other hand doesn’t have that luxury, and if I can help Odessa slay it quickly, we can finish off the final Orc quickly’[/i][/color] Sonya concluded. Turning to where the Greataxe Orc was she focused her energies, while still keeping Silas in the corner of her vision incase his situation turned grim

Odessa’s was already frustrating the Orc, her nimble movements allowed her to graceful weave around the deadly swings for the creature. Each time it missed, only slicing the air or scarring the earth with its swings, the Orc seemed to grow even angrier as it increased the ferocity of its strikes. Taking a moment to study its movements Sonya began to channel the frost energies around her right hand, needing to have the magic ready to act the moment she saw the action she was looking for from the Orc. Sonya’s eyes traced each of the Orc’s swings as Odessa continued to shift around each of its strikes, until finally it appeared to bring the Axe in a large overhead motion once more. [color=8eafdf][i]’That’s it![/i][/color] Sonya thought as she raised her right hand, the swirling vortex of frost giving a physical presence to the spell she had prepared as she waited for the Orc’s strike to finish. The Orc’s swing was fast and powerful, the full brunt of its strength brought to bear in this rageful strike, but which such a telegraphed motion Odessa was already moving to dodge it, the axe brushing past her form as it carried on in its path.

Violently impacting with the ground, the head of the great axe cleaved deep into the earth as its bladed edge carved aside the dirt and stone without effort. Grunting, the Orc began to yank at the hilt of the weapon, preparing to pull it from the ground so it could continue its assault. But before it could free its weapon from the confines of the earth, the ray of frost erupted from Sonya’s hand and splashed against the impact site and carried up the Orc’s arm. Ice rapidly formed around the impacted points, sealing the weapon into the ground and binding the Orc’s hands to the grip as the frost took hold. Enraged, the Orc pulled harder, its strength challenging the might of Sonya’s spell. And as small cracks appeared in the icy prison it appeared its strength would win out given enough time, but in the heat of battle there was scarcely anytime to spare. [color=8eafdf][b]”Odessa, strike him before he can recover!”[/b][/color] Sonya urged to her companion, wanting to put this creature down as quickly as possible.