Chapter 341: Subduing Giants
"Snow Flurry Steps," Heila whispered as soon as the explosion of snow erupted from the small sword at her hip.
She’d barely had time to practice the technique since coming to High Fen City and receiving the weapon from Artificer Erkembalt but the spell she’d crafted to use with her new weapon wasn’t very different from the Mistwalker Dance used by the vampires of the Vale of Mists. For a moment, Heila was all but weightless as she threw herself into the swirling maelstrom of snow, drifting with the wind and treating the snowflakes like solid ground she could spring off of.
By the time the Tuscans arrived at the place she had been standing, the Willow Witch had already circled around behind them and begun her next attack. She knew she wouldn’t have much time, but all she needed were a few seconds as she began to speak.
"By willow’s peace and evening’s sigh,
Let heavy lids now close each eye.
Through branches swaying, soft and slow,
To dreamland’s depths now shall you go."
The swirling winds of the snowstorm carried her voice like snowflakes on a breeze, wrapping it around the Tuscans like a heavy winter blanket. The Tuscans, however, weren’t fools and they weren’t as disorganized by the snow as many would have been.
"Hunters, form circle!" Ipiktok shouted, holding his spear high in the air. Instantly, the men around him gathered into a tight formation, standing shoulder to shoulder with their weapons facing outward.