Then...
Wushhh...
Hana exhaled towards the statues. A dense, icy breath burst forth, enveloping them in a thick frost. A faint cracking sound echoed as the ice around the statues began to melt—not from warmth, but from the surge of magic igniting life within.
From beneath the melting ice emerged ferocious beasts with solid bodies, sharp fur, and eyes glowing a pale blue. A chilling magical aura filled the air, causing the temperature to plummet in seconds.
Without further command, the beasts darted in various directions. As they moved, their bodies expanded dramatically, tearing through the air with a deafening roar, each growing over twenty meters tall—intimidating giants of ice.
"Attack them," Hana ordered, her voice firm yet nearly drowned by the roar of magic and the chaos of battle. The beasts lunged toward Beldru's group, who were still preoccupied with the remaining sky satellites.
Hana's gaze swiftly scanned the battlefield. She sought the leader—and found him.
