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... ite of holy light, but the stark, terrifying white of a sudden, deep freeze. Alvian didn’t cast a blizzard. He cast a concentrated beam of [Frost Descent +2] directly at Kincaid’s chest plate as the warlord descended.
"FWOOOSH!"
The sound of the spell was a high-pitched whistle of freezing air. The beam hit Kincaid mid-air.
Kincaid screamed. It wasn’t a scream of pain from a wound, but of shock. The cold bit through the magical insulation of his armor instantly. The gold, ...
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