The Icelands were just as they always were, full of ice. Besides the Olans, hardly any animals roamed the area. A few foxes and other smalls animals, but that was about it. I observed my surroundings, noticing a dead Olan off in the distance, and few marks on the ground and walls of. Evidence of Xenahort fighting, I figured. I started feeling sorry for the Olan. They had put so much effort into finding a secluding living space, only to be killed by one small man. I bent down to the Olan and covered his large eyelids. He deserved to rest, I thought.

I stood up, suddenly embellished with the will to fight. Xenahort wasn't going to kill Aqua and Ven, I was sure of that. Or at least, I thought I was. I hoped Aqua and Ven knew what they were getting into. We trained regularly, and I could only hope they could hold him out until I got to them.

There were footprints in the snow, the only normal sized footprints to be seen for miles. I figured they were Xenahorts, although they could have been Aqua or Ven's as well. Either way, I knew they would lead me to where I wanted to go. I followed them quickly, covering over them with footprints of my own.

It had taken me several hours of running until I realized that I was freezing. Upon realization of this, the cold around me seeped through my skin and chilled my insides. Suddenly I started shaking violently as my body struggled with adjusting to the extreme temperature. I frantically scanned the surrounding area, looking for some sort of shelter.

Nothing.

Panic swept over me. What if I was to die here? What would become of Aqua? What would become of Ven? No, I forced the thoughts from my mind. I knew that the only way bad things would happen is if I let them happen. Ideas raced through my head as I attempted to come up with a possible solution.

And then I had it. Something so simple, that I couldn't believe I had neglected it before. I held my hand high above my head and formed a fist.

"Reflect!" I belted.

Instantly a thin, transparent bubble formed around me. I had to act fast, as this shield was only temporary.

"Fire!" I shouted.

I focused all of my attention on the outside of the Reflect spell. I brought the fire close to the bubble, and allowed it to seep down the sides, surrounding me. Once the entire bubble was covered with flames, my plan began to work. My body became warm as the Fire and Reflect spell balanced each other out, created friction for me to enjoy. The snow from under me melted as the spells continued, allowing small pieces of dead grass to pop out from their sleep.

Soon I became weak from holding the spells for a prolonged time, and was forced to release. It didn't matter, however, as I felt more rejuvenated than ever. Warmth surrounded me, giving me energy and strength. I was prepared to save my friends.