Fubuki was intending to charge at the canine once again, halted by the ear-breaking howl, and encroaching miasma of acid that was eating away at her icy terrain. Whatever that substance was, it had a freezing temperature that was far below zero. Even if she kept the zone going long enough to freeze it over, the enemy by that time could either have run away, or Yuuto would just keel over from exhaustion. She faltered, losing her nerve for a moment as Lun was lunged at. Suddenly, Yuuto shouted out: [color=a187be][b]"What are you hesitating for, Fubuki? Your Ice Age is unbeatable, especially by some dumb mutt!"[/b][/color] An exaggeration to be sure, but it did wonders to boost her confidence. Adamas giving her the death stare didn't help, but she couldn't let herself just back down after entering the fight. The stone construct was powerful to be certain, but if his arms rotted off then that was it. Fubuki would lower her stance, placing one hand upon the frozen ground before she dashed forward. The icy construct would take a leap to align itself with the wolf's back, the entire area instantaneously returning to its former temperature, before it sharply shot back to cold. Ice crept along the ground once more at her new position, still close to the group, but now only Adamas was within the radius, with Lun being just outside of it. Taking a deep breath, Fubuki would thrust her palms to the ground and channel her control over the zone into it, before a myriad of jagged spikes formed across the surface of the ice in a straight line towards Adamas, but stopping just beneath him. Her intention was clear: If he missed, the Construct would be trapped by the spikes and offer another chance to strike. She didn't intend to simply support however, as her hands dug into the ground. Finding purchase against the seam of something, she would heft the heavy object up to reveal one of the tiled pieces of flooring that made up the floor of the area. With that in hand, she would begin stockpiling projectiles to use, tile after tile being yanked free of its proper place. She wasn't armored, nor was she innately ranged, so improvisation was the best she could come up with. Yuuto however seemed pleased at his Construct's independent thinking...but he had to wonder: Where was the Professor that was in control of the construct? It was unlikely it was attacking without their orders. Taking the initiative, Yuuto would begin running around, attempting to find the Professor, while maintaining sufficient distance to power Fubuki. She and the others had this under control for the time being.