Romans & histoires Ice Play

She barely noticed the drizzle soaking her coat as she made her way through the familiar entrance, the hum of fluorescent lights above doing little to comfort her. Inside, the energy was already palpable. Players skated furiously across the ice, their breaths misting in the cold air. The sounds of sticks clashing and skates scraping against the ice were deafening, yet Sheila felt distant from it all. She moved toward her usual spot at the edge of the rink, clipboard clutched tightly in her hands as if it were a shield.

I smiled at the memories. Once I punched one of these motherfuckers and broke his nose. He cried like a little bitch. Unbeatable, my ass. Coach paused, eyes narrowing on a few of the guys who were still talking. "And I don't want to hear any of you giving them a hard time. They're here now, and we don't need to start any shit. Got it?" I nodded slightly, catching the gaze of a few teammates who were looking for my reaction. "Yeah, Coach, no problem. As long as none of those hockey jerks show up, we'll play nice."

These ice-mages, as they grew up, succeeded in winning the war, and united the clans under their reign. The first child, as the one leading their siege, was called 'Icefall', because he used his ice magic to make the enemies fall to their knees and surrender before him. Icefall was the first monarch of a long dynasty, reining over the Icelands up to this very day.

“I’ll order takeout.” That did it. Zach launched into it immediately, throwing an arm around Jamie's shoulders and starting down the hall. “Okay, basics. Ice is divided into zones—offensive, defensive, neutral. You’ll hear guys yelling about line changes, that’s just rotations. Goalies are weird, don’t take it personally.” Jamie hurried to get his notebook out of his bag, trying to track Zach’s pace and his words at the same time. “And if someone’s taping their stick, don’t talk to them. Ever.”

Three days later, frost coated the stone courtyard of the estate. Too precise. Each ice crystal was a perfect hexagon, edges ruler-straight, as if forced into shape by some internal pressure. They glowed faint blue at the edges under the early morning sun. Cold light seeped from within. Scent made physical. Glacial meltwater, unique to the Ice Wolf pack. Step on it and it wouldn't shatter. It would emit a fine, crystalline sound.

I already finished memorizing fire, light and lightning but I still haven't mastered it. One of the Ice's attack is 'Freeze'. It is quite easy to use because you only have to be in contact to a something or someone to use freeze. For example, I am standing and I stomped my foot to the ground, freeze will activate. As long as I supply mana at the lower part of my body, this will continue infitely. The other one is 'Ice Spear' Ice spear is a spear created by ice And unlike freeze, this one is a lot harder to use. Aside from you need to have a lot of control, you also need to know how to aim at something or someone.

Samuel knew that would be his last sentence. X reached over his back to unsheathe a translucent blade. The color of the blade could only be described as an icicle that had seen dawn’s first light. The uniqueness did not came from its translucency but the material that it was forged from. The Transcending Ice Crystal. It was stronger than any metal alloy that ever existed but harder than a diamond. The Transending Ice Crystal could only be manipulated once, after the process was completed it would never change the shape it took.

Ice. He came up to the room after I called him, telling him to come up to me. "Sofia what is it? I swear to god, if you want me to paint your toenails again, I'm not doing it" Ice raised his voice after bursting into the room. "I need to talk to you about something" I spoke gently, showing him my puppy dog eyes. "Oh no, are you pregnant" Ice gasped, all the colour draining out of his face, leaving it a whitish colour.

“She’d know.” “Naw,” Ice said, his cold blue eyes showing a rare glimpse of humanity. “Let’s fly solo on this one, boys. Let’s get the… musical spinning thingy."

Grandma excitedly reveals, “your exceptional talent has emerged earlier than expected. Surprisingly, it appears that you have been blessed with an incredible ability to control ice, a remarkable gift that carries boundless potential and guarantees to shape your future in unimaginable ways.” “With your incredible ice power; you possess the remarkable ability to freeze the very ground beneath your feet, creating a frosty terrain that can immobilize your foes. However, caution must be exercised, for if you are not careful, you may inadvertently freeze innocent bystanders as well. Moreover, the temperature of the sky surrounding you will mirror the intensity of your ice ability.” She explained.