Asher had no control over himself. It was the queen's order to die or defeat Elsa. Even if he wanted to stop, every cell in his body exerted force, making him charge towards Elsa as if his life depended on it. He smirked at his fate. He was like a firefly rushing towards the fire to meet his end. He closed his eyes, remembering Jena's beautiful smile.
Asher used his ring to form an energy ball. Purple smokes with violet-bluish sparks emitted from it, rapidly moving towards Elsa. If it manages to reach Elsa by a miracle, it will freeze her few seconds at least. And Asher was counting on that miracle.
Elsa groaned. At some levels, she understood Asher's helplessness. But he was not only using physical force but also magic to fight her. So, she needed to deal with him intelligently before
