The Valkyries retaliated with coordinated precision. Frost sidestepped a flurry of slashes, her movements almost a blur. One opponent aimed a two-handed strike at her torso, but she ducked low, sweeping her lance in a wide arc. The magical energy released from the weapon slammed into their legs, sending them sprawling into the snow.
Another flanked her from behind, their war hammer descending with brutal speed. Frost barely glanced over her shoulder before flipping the Aurora Lance back into its spear form. She parried the hammer with precise timing, using the momentum to spin and deliver a devastating kick to their midsection. The Valkyrie flew backward, landing hard against a tree.
A surge of fire magic erupted toward her, the flames roaring like a beast. Frost planted the lance into the ground, conjuring a shimmering barrier of ice that split the inferno in two. Steam hissed and swirled as the opposing elements collided, creating a temporary mist that shrouded the battlefield.
