I fight the ice that was now at my knees, pulling on my legs. But it is not working. I let the sword flame white pouring my power into it. I strike the ice disintegrating it. I jump into the sky, my eyes on Zulan as he fights not to be hit again. But my opponent shoots the ice at him relentlessly, cornering at every opportunity.
I need to get to him, I think desperately.
My shoulder blades itch, and I feel pain shoot through me as my wings rip through my back. I scream as the change comes over me. My wings flare out covering Zulan and taking the brunt of the ice shards.
My armour ripples over my body covering me. The minimal light that in the area glints off the gold armour.
The AI gasps.
“Oh my god. You will not believe this unless you are here to witness it, but I hope you a
