The frigid cold spread endlessly through the secret realm, biting into everything it touched. Frost crawled rapidly along the ground, and even the wood veins buried deep beneath the soil began to stiffen and crack under the pressure. If this continued, the very foundation of the secret realm would suffer irreversible damage.
Grey frowned deeply as he sensed the deterioration below. This was no longer a simple clash of energies.
Without hesitation, he clapped his hands together.
In the next instant, two talismans shot out from his spatial ring, spinning rapidly in midair. Dense runic light bloomed from their surfaces as they fused together, forming a tightly sealed barrier that enveloped the cocoon completely.
The barrier locked into place just as the temperature plummeted further.
Boom!
The frigid cold slammed violently into the barrier, sending shockwaves rippling outward. Cracks spread across the frozen ground, yet the barrier itself remained firm.
