Queen Elowen's fury had reached its breaking point.
Her slender, snow-white fingers lifted slowly, then swept through the air with a graceful flick. Instantly, the surrounding frost magic surged, condensing into a massive Frost Phoenix.
The ice phoenix beat its wings once—light, almost lazy—and a wave of bone-chilling cold surged forward, slamming straight into the enemy's violently spinning energy sphere.
"Boom!"
The two forces collided in a blinding flash, unleashing a shockwave that rocked the entire battlefield. The air itself seemed to scream, space humming violently as ice and raw energy clashed, tearing through everything nearby.
But just as the shockwave spread, Elowen's face suddenly went pale. Blood burst from her lips, and her body was flung backward like a ragdoll, completely out of control.
"Hahahahaha!"
The white bear's laughter echoed across the battlefield, thick with mockery and triumph. "I told you—the final victor will be us!"
