Chapter 674 (1/2)

Book 6, Chapter 66 – Temporary Reprieve

The silvery-blue streak of power blasted across the space Icicles like ten thousand icy knives closed in Like a flood it subrown strong So fast it seeh invincible To Cloudhawk, it was not nearly enough

In a blink he went froain Frost's attack passed harh nothing had happened

As the burst of energy ripped through the forest not a single leaf was displaced However, everything it touched was instantly encased in ice A handful of seconds and a single swipe of his sword had turned the forest into a crystal winterscape!

No matter how sturdy the wood, it was locked in ice Every piece of grass, every weed and leaf suffered the saht sparkled off the scene like a field of diamonds

It was not a sih to suffer Frost's poas changed entirely to ice Rhimeshard transformed the fundaht would be left but pools of water

Frost stared at the young wastelander, expressionless His face was as unreadable as a statue Slowly extracting his weapon from the earth, he pointed it at Cloudhawk

His weapon was frighteningly cold and mist constantly poured from its surface It filled the space with a palpable sense of danger In the world of man only a handful could withstand the power of hihted by his eance had been won Instead all he felt was a deep, abiding e left in life for him The world had lost all color

For twenty years Frost had dreae He had to punish his parents' killer But never once did he give any thought to what ca le duty reer brother Theto do with hi justice, then come at me”

His voice was as hollow as his expression

Cloudhawk frowned as he stared at the haggard young man He was like a completely different person from the heroic commander he knew back in Skycloud If he hadn't known him back then, it would be hard to believe they were the sa blooht hand It fornize this?”

Ruin, the Blade of Thunder! How could Frost not know this weapon It was the hty relic his ht of the sword, emotion fluttered beneath Frost's calm exterior

Whether he wanted to admit it or not, Arcturus Cloude had fundamentally influenced his whole life He hated that old fiend, but he also deeply respected hi Arcturus had done Were he in Arcturus' position, he would have done the same But when the Governor's callous extermination was turned on his people, he couldn't just let it happen He needed justice for his parents

He was caught between respect and loathing; acceptance and detestation Frost had lived for years oscillating between these conflicting feelings to the point where today he did not knohere he stood, whether it was all right or wrong Seeing Ruin in the grasp of Cloudhawk, he stared as though caught in a trance

It wasn't Cloudhawk before hiray robe

A roar tu hi Ruin through the air Like a brushstroke, threads of lightning trailed behind – ink on a parchthy arc it all shot forith incredible speed

He performed the move in a flash Frost was forced to retract his sword and use its power to gather ice into a shi+eld before hi, but Cloudhawk had surpassed hi Cloudhaas already powerful, and that strength had done naught but grow in the last few round – assu they bore similar equipment

Arcturus had defeated Vulkan and others with nothing but an exorcist staff There was no clearer proof that he was orders of nitude th now to the fallen Governor, was si struck the ice shi+eld, it shattered into flakes of ice and evaporated It pressed on, sla weapon

A peel of thunder ensued Rhiround it enty meters fro burns His wounds were not severe, but the result was clear