The ice spear shot downward.
But before it could land, Arn was already gone.
A blur of movement cut through the battlefield. A gust of wind followed in his wake, kicking up dust and scattering the frost left behind by June's magic.
Zack barely registered the shift before a sharp force struck his side. He skidded across the ground, gasping as pain flared in his ribs.
Carole's eyes widened. "Where—"
Before she could finish, a sudden impact slammed into her back. Her vision blurred, and the next thing she knew, she was tumbling across the ground, her staff flying from her grip.
June barely had time to react before Arn appeared in front of her.
Too fast!
She raised her arms just in time to conjure a barrier. A fraction of a second later, Arn's sword slammed into it, sending cracks rippling across the surface.
June gritted her teeth, reinforcing the magic, but the impact knocked her back several feet.
Arn didn't stop.
