Ice spread with every gliding step as the Holy Knight in lightweight armour skated across the open field, followed relentlessly by a man surfing atop a torrent of surging mud.
The Holy Knight's armour shone with dazzling lights, the cold air curling from underneath it creating sparkling frost flakes that danced in the air. The Mud surfer, on the other hand, was wearing a rich black set of armour that seemed to drink in torrential rain still falling down onto them, making it shine like freshly cut obsidian.
The weaved through the battlefield, skating and surfing through the battles of others as they continued their relentless game of cat and mouse. Flash frozen rain droplets were turned into deadly needles, which were constantly lobbed backwards or stabbed at the Holy Knights enemies whenever he passed them by.
