The world narrowed to heat and cold.
Reign moved first. Frost exploded from her palms as she closed the distance. The Fire Prince met her with his blade already burning, flames wrapping the steel like hungry serpents.
Their powers collided in an explosion of steam. The ground beneath them cracked, snow flash-boiling into mist that obscured everything beyond arm's reach.
She struck high. He blocked. Sparks and ice shards rained around them like broken stars.
"Still standing?" His voice carried that infuriating confidence. "Most wolves are ash by now."
Reign didn't waste breath on answers. She formed a wall of frost between them and burst through it, using the distraction to aim for his throat. Her claws got within inches before his free hand caught her wrist.
Fire raced up his arm int
