"Ha! Is that all you got, snowflakes? Without the power of your Magister, all your unity is nothing!"
Melchior, who was standing on the roof of a city watch tower, laughed and pointed with his hands below. After only a few magical gestures, a flock of glittering ice skylarks flew from his sleeves toward the Order of Snow magi on the streets below.
Benedictus landed on a roof opposite the watch tower at this moment. He was holding the Sceptre of Command in both hands, and from its tip was coming a massive ice pike. Frost armor was covering the magus's entire body.
He had just enough time to protect his order brothers from Melchior's spell, but instead he lunged for the distracted opponent himself, abandoning the weaker magi to their fate.
Amelia saw this happening from below, where she was fighting together with a few of her people from the Children of the Frost. When the fighting began, they used their secret signs to search for each other.
