Nox wasn't frightened. Not even a glint of restlessness could be seen in his icy gaze, which was as serene as a lake. He raised his free hand.
Technique? What were techniques? They were special moves created by Awakened—just like Valkor's Stellar inferno bombardment. After repeatedly practicing with his purple starlight flame, he had come to master it, and activating it became as easy as controlling his limbs.
In essence, techniques were a reflection of one's grasp over their power.
Nox had also attempted the same thing!
He raised his free hand.
And the temperature… dropped.
Instantly.
"W-What the hell?!"
Snow began to fall. The flaming sky dimmed, pressured by a presence so ancient and terrifying it made even the old dragon monarchs shudder.
"H-He is raining snow!"
The frost dragons could easily create a mini crystalline rain by manipulating their ice elements, but this… this was snow—pure snow in its primordial form.
