The northerner swung his saber, crouched abruptly, and thrust it into the ground. Waves of icy energy spread out from it. The sand gradually crusted over with ice. Copies of Olgerd’s saber shot out from it, looking like sharp spikes made of crystal-clear ice and each was as large as a young tree.
Unlike with the similar Technique that the emerald wolf had used, these sabers didn’t ripple, allowing one to predict where they’d attack from next. They simply popped out of the layer of ice with which Olgerd had covered their entire fighting area when they struck.
Each time a saber appeared, Hadjar barely managed to avoid the deadly ice at the last moment. Relying on his great reflexes, he dodged, sliding across the ice on his scuffed boots.
The northerner growled something menacing and pu
