The Lizardman Great Warrior saw the two men descend from the sky and bared his teeth in a cruel grin. He raised his bone blade high, its edge aimed straight at the falling Dana.
The air seemed to freeze in that instant. Dana felt the contempt in his opponent's gaze, and fury surged within him.
He suddenly twisted his body, spinning half a turn with a howl. A chill spread from within him, and in an instant, a thick suit of ice armor extended from the top of his head, encasing his entire body.
It was a protective suit of icy armor condensed from magic and will. Even a helmet appeared in an instant, its icy patterns interwoven and its cold gleam menacing.
Just as the bone blade was about to strike Dana, a blazing fireball suddenly tore through the air and hit the Lizardman Great Warrior squarely in the face.
Firelight reflected off his scaled face. He jolted in alarm and instinctively staggered back several steps, the savage grin vanishing from his face.
He knew that if the strike had come half a beat later, his face would have been scorched black and the pain unbearable.
Dana rolled with the momentum. His ice armor scraped against the ground with a teeth-grating screech as he landed steadily.
The next instant, he blurred forward and swung the Steel Mace with force, whipping up a gale as it hurtled toward the Lizardman Great Warrior's face.
The enemy had only just regained his footing and was caught off guard, able only to hurriedly raise his bone blade to block.
The Steel Mace and bone blade collided violently with a sharp metallic clang, making even the ground tremble faintly.
Dana roared, the muscles throughout his body bulging as the Steel Mace bore down like