Clash of Ice and Fire

"Insolence!" roared Saron before he charged for Annelotte with a low growl.

There was a derisive smile on her face as she raised both her hands and made a few different sigils with lightning speed and recited a syllable. In fact, the spell's incantation had a few syllables but Annelotte dictated them so quickly that they sounded stacked together like one outlandish sound.

Splash!

Saron felt his feet slip and himself trying to correct his posture out of habit. He smashed harshly into the ground. While that kind of damage was fine for him, it came as quite a psychological shock for him to blunder before the eyes of a thousand troops.

As expected… thought Annelotte with a nod. The spell she had dictated was an oil spell. It caused the surface of the ground...

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