Vogue flicked his finger toward the wall.
The ice blade shot forward like an arrow fired from a bow. It pierced straight through the solid brick wall, punching a clean hole through it with tremendous force. The blade continued traveling and embedded itself in the wall of the next room.
Vogue's laughter echoed once more through the frozen apartment. "Now I have a practical ability I can really use in combat!"
His time abilities were powerful but draining. His regeneration was defensive. His dragon strength was good for close combat. But now he had ice manipulation—a versatile ability that could be used for both offense and defense, for creating weapons and barriers, for controlling the battlefield.
He suddenly thought of something exciting and immediately focused on transforming further.
