"What's the matter with you? Are you just going to let them die? Don't mind him! Heal them, NOW!" Yuji furiously yelled, spraying spit in every direction. The veins on his temples bulged so hard they looked ready to burst.
Hearing his thundering roar, the White Mages' long-ingrained obedience kicked in. They didn't think twice. They didn't question. Their hands moved on instinct. All of them released [Area Heal] at the same time.
Ren knew what would happen the moment he saw them raise their staffs. He didn't hesitate. He dashed away from the healers as fast as possible.
And then it happened.
A cold grip burst from beneath the frozen ground, snatching the White Mages from their ankles upward. Ice crawled fast—too fast to react—wrapping around their legs, torsos, and arms. Their faces twisted in shock before freezing mid-expression.
Players nearby were caught in the same deadly sweep. Anyone within that cursed radius was trapped in a thick coat of solid ice.
