Dark purple flowing light seeped from the cracks in the ice cave's dome, and three of the wound silk threads on Ye Shuli's wrist suddenly snapped.
Jiang Ye pulled her behind him with a backhanded motion, his Ice Soul sword sheath shattering falling icicles, only to discover that the shattered ice fragments were condensing into sharp, wolf-fang shapes in mid-air.
"The protective barrier can hold for three minutes at most." The leader of the Elemental Masters carved a charred crack into the ice surface with his scepter; the gray spots spreading across his neck were eroding his skin at a visible rate. "Thirty miles to the northeast, the Snow Soul spring."
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