| Charging the nearest creature, Ian attempted to go straight for it's throat. But it easily deflected his claws and scored a deep gash on his shoulder. The blow sent Ian flying. Landing on his back, he grabbed his injured shoulder. Calling upon his powers, he sent a film of ice across the wound, closing it to prevent bloodloss until it could be taken care of. Then, standing, he faced the creature. He let out a growl and started to walk forward. The growl crescendoed into a roar, and he broke into a run. The wristlets flashed, and his hands were engulfed in silver flame. Meeting the creature head on again, he struck out. The creature attempted to block his blow, but when Ian's blow connected, silver fire ran along the creature's arm. Flashing back to Ian's hand, the fire left the creature's entire arm crystalized. With another blow, Ian shattered its arm. Screeching, the creature spit at him. As the acidic blood came within an inch of his skin, the amulet Ian wore flashed, and a strange, shimmering green barrier flashed around his body. The acid splattered on the shield, hissing faintly. After dripping off Ian's body, the shield faded. Reaching out again, Ian grasped the creature's throat, squeezing. The silver flames played around the creature's head and upper torso, slowly crystalizing it. With a final snarl, Ian wrenched the beast's head off of its shoulders, sending shards of ice flying. Turning, Ian began to shatter eggs. The less of these creatures, the better. |