Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20140912075843/@comment-5142578-20160412175854

Frost pulls out his revolver and takes aim at the group, firing three shots. The moose, using his cryokinesis, raises a wall in front of himself and his team to block the incoming projectiles. He was a little late, as one of the bullets manages to hit an ally in the shoulder, knocking him to the ground in pain.

"Ready your bolts!" the moose orders, pulling out his own ice crossbow. He then lowers the wall and fires at where the wolf had stood. "FIRE!" However, all they hit was air, as Frost was nowhere to be seen. All that was there was a crumbling ice structure.

"What?! But where did he-" he was cut off as a faint ping was heard. He looks back at where his comrade had fallen, and next to him was a round object of some kind. Thinking quickly, the moose attemptes to fire a short blast of ice at it to freeze it, but he was too late. The round object had detonated, releasing a powerful concussive blast and a storm of shrapnel. The wall of ice that stood between the Hielo and Luft ended up protecting the Luft from the shrapnel cloud. Some of the ice wall explodes outwards, but none of the Luft are hit.

Frost lands on top of a nearby hut. Provoking them into raising an ice wall to protect themselves was exactly what the wolf had anticipated for. He wanted the wall to appear to block his enemies' field of view, allowing the wolf to reposition to a more advantageous location. After having launched himself with his cryokinesis, Frost pulled the pin off one of his grenades and waited a second before throwing it, giving the Hielo-warriors as little time to react as possible. Frost had turned their ice wall against them. Their protection ended up trapping them and protecting the Luft Tribu instead.

After the smoke from the grenade cleared, there was very little left of the Hielo warriors. With the exception of the Moose, the warriors were destroyed, and pieces of them were found here and there. The Moose had survived, as most of his men where between him and the grenade when it went off. Despite this, however, the Moose had lost a leg to the explosion, and was lying on the ground in agonizing pain. Frost dropped down from the hut's roof and approached cautiously with his weapon drawn. He may be down, but that didn't mean the Moose was out for the count.