With every flicker of flame, Duke felt a surge of confidence, knowing he was actively pushing back the icy threat that surrounded them.
The air crackled with energy, a blend of steam and heat creating a surreal atmosphere as the battlefield transformed before their eyes.
With unwavering focus, Duke expertly controlled the flames, ensuring they would not harm the beautiful flower field behind them.
His fire targeted only the encroaching frost, which he instinctively believed was emanating from the direction where Rose was located.
As the mist thickened around them, visibility dwindled, transforming their surroundings into an ethereal, swirling haze that obscured everything beyond a few feet.
In this fog, Kisha had to rely on her heightened senses, attuned to the subtle shifts in the air and the faintest sounds around them.
She closed her eyes for a moment, honing in on the warmth of Duke’s presence beside her and the cold tendrils of frost creeping ever closer.
Simultaneously, she activated the system’s radar-like map, which displayed their immediate surroundings and highlighted any potential threats.
However, an unsettling thought crossed her mind: ’What if Rose had acquired super agility, allowing her to move with blinding speed and evade detection?’
With that possibility weighing on her, Kisha decided to adopt a more cautious approach.
She carefully arranged the floating daggers and swords around them, creating a protective barrier reminiscent of a turtle’s shell, ensuring that they were shielded from any unexpected attacks.
The formation allowed her to maintain visibility while keeping their defenses intact, preparing for whatever might emerge from the mist.
She and Duke stood poised and ready, hearts pounding in synchrony, aware that danger could materialize at any moment.
Duke looked around the mist as he tried to assess the situation, but they couldn’t feel any movement from the other side aside from the earlier explosion of the ice projectiles.
Kisha squinted at the radar, her heart racing as she focused on the grey dot indicating Rose’s presence.
The status remained uncertain, but it was evident that Rose was still standing in the same position where the crystal ice was.
Time seemed to stretch endlessly as they remained locked in this standoff. Kisha and Duke exchanged wary glances, each lost in their own thoughts, uncertain of how long they had been waiting.
The stillness was almost oppressive, amplifying their anxiety.
Despite being on high alert, neither Kisha nor Duke had detected any movement from Rose’s side. It was as if time itself had frozen alongside the ice.
Kisha couldn’t shake the feeling that Rose was waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
The notion sent a shiver down her spine; the intelligence required to strategize in silence suggested that Rose had not only retained some semblance of her former self but had also gained an unnerving level of cunning as a zombie.
Kisha’s grip tightened on the hilt of her long and short katana as she considered the implications.
If Rose was indeed observing them, calculating her next move, then Kisha and Duke had to be prepared for anything.
It dawned on her that this situation was not merely a physical confrontation; it was a mental battle as well.
"Stay sharp," Kisha whispered to Duke, her voice barely audible above the thickening mist. "If she’s watching us, we can’t let our guard down."
Duke nodded in agreement, his expression grim but resolute.
The quiet tension between them was palpable, a shared understanding that they needed to outsmart Rose before she could outmaneuver them.
They both knew that a single misstep could spell disaster.
As they braced for the unknown, Kisha’s thoughts raced through potential scenarios.
What if Rose had developed new abilities? What if she could manipulate the mist or even control the frost? The more she contemplated, the more determined she became to protect her and Duke at all costs.
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