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I had to shut out everything from outside my conciousness in order to be able to create and sustain a large zone of sub-zero temperature, so I was meditating deeply to focus on my ice magic. "Glaciers of the south, hear my words. Winds of the north, hear my plea. The forces and spirits from which you are borne, feel my desire. Offer your strength, flow from my hands, and chill our being." I chanted continuously.

When a blunt force struck me in the chest, I woke up. There was a large group of demons closing in on me, and the weapons I had at my disposal were a utility knife and my claws. Hissing, I backed up until I hit the wall of a house. "Oh, crackers!" I said angrily. In a blast of black smoke, Shayra appeared next to me. She handed me one of her swords, saying, "You can thank me later." Luckily, Doriyan taught me some special maneuvers and moves, and by combining them with my own fighting style, I've become a potent swordswoman.

Shayra and I each took half of the remaining foes. Now without those distractions, I can get back to my duty. I crouched down at the curb. "Glaciers of the south, hear my words..."


[Continued in Chapter 13-5]