No matter where people stood, everyone with a view of the clash between Ashlynn and Ansgar seemed to lean forward, some taking involuntary steps and many stretching out their necks, hoping to see what had happened when two powerful artifacts, one formed of the coldest ice in the world and the other forged to call upon the heat of the sun, met in a ground shaking collision.
-CLANG- -TING- -TING-
-CRUNCH-
The Holy Flame Blade clattered to the ground, dropped by a hand so badly abused by the battle that it couldn't possibly endure the force of Ansgar's heavy overhand blow. An instant later, the Runic Blade of Eternal Ice cleaved into the stone and ice beside Ashlynn, embedding itself in the ground just inches from the witch's feet.
