A blinding, torrent of frigid air erupted from Witt's body—the zero-degree frost from the Silver Dragon's breath!
Where the zero-degree frost passed, the moisture in the air condensed into snowflakes.
Unlike Celine's breath, which was released and then withdrawn, Witt's breath didn't simply disappear.
He spun around!
The white frost swept across the area like a perfectly round piece, completing a 360-degree arc!
Far away, Celine, who had just lost her high ground to Witt, looked at him with a face full of doubt, not understanding why he was doing this.
Witt had only two ways to win!
One was close range, the other was a long-range zero-degree frost!
Without his water elemental magic restored, Witt would be forced to rely solely on close combat once his water elemental power was depl
