War for the Skies (completed) (Book 1 of the Heroes of the Realms series)

Chapter 18

The waitress started dancing around the restaurant, making everybody scream and scramble in terror.

Most of the people were able to get out, but a few were frozen by the touch of the waitress, who was closing on us with great speed.

I reached for my sword, then I realized it wasn't there.

In a desperate attempt to stop her, I threw my water glass towards her face. She just stared at it, simply stared which made the glass explode, and the water inside freeze.

"Petty Hero, I'm Glacia, your father's worst enemy!" the waitress smiled evilly.

"What?" I asked.

"She's the Legend of the Frostlands! In the War for the Skies, she sided with the cursed, and for punishment, your father killed her husband!" Skylar explained.

"Shut up, girl!" Glacia pointed at Skylar, turning her into an ice statue.

The ice started to spread around her body from her chest, until she had fully became frozen.

"Skylar!" I screamed.

Glacia looked at me and smiled. "Well, if you wish to live in my ice palace with her, you'll have to suffer the same fate."

Just as she said that, some random customer threw a flower pot onto her head. It shattered, spraying dirt everywhere, along with pieces of clay. Glacia's ice cold hair was now a shade of sludge.

She screamed and then turned around to growl at the guy who did that, but just as she was, I quickly used the wind to knock her outside, destroying the window in the process.

The guy who had thrown the flower pot, a blond man in his early twenties, smiled at me, and then ran out the door.

I followed him, only to see him frozen, in front of Glacia.

"Finally, now that there isn't anyone else to interrupt, we may commence," she raised her hands into the air, and three blobs of snow formed around me.

They grew up to about seven feet, then morphed into buff, humanoid snowmen. They all had ice shields with spikes, as well as an ice spear, which probably would've turned me into a frozen kebab.

One of them jabbed their spear toward me. I quickly dodged, and rammed into another one. We fell down, but since he was made of snow, he was crushed under my weight. I quickly grabbed his ice weapons.

My hands started to burn from how cold the ice was, but I had to hold onto them. I heard Glacia singing, and assumed she was doing her ice ballet, while I was trying to fight off two massive, evil snowmen.

I thrust the spear toward one of them, but it used its shield to block it. One of them did the same to me, but I defended.

It was obvious the fight was going nowhere, so I decided to take advantage. After about five minutes of the same: strike, block, strike, block, I slammed my shield onto the one on my right, which caught him off guard since he probably expected another strike from my spear.

The one on my left tried to stab me, but I spun around, blocking his spear, as well as crashing the shield onto his face.

The snowman flew to the side and exploded into snow.

I kicked the other snowman in the chest, but he didn't explode.

Noticing that I had almost taken out her minions, Glacia decided to take matters into her own hands. I looked toward my left and noticed she had a double-sided sword, the blades made of glowing white ice.

She started running toward the snowman and I.

I had to think quick, otherwise I would be the next sculpture in Glacia's collection. There was probably no way I could survive if it weren't for my quick thinking.

As she came closer, I rolled behind the snowman, so he didn't have enough time to realize, and Glacia was running too fast to stop, so she stabbed her own snowman in the chest, making him explode in a tiny blizzard.

Glacia looked stunned at what just happened.

I quickly got up and raised my spear.

Glacia smiled, but I noticed it was weak and shattered.

"Don't you realize, Leon? I felt what you felt. My husband ripped away from me, just like your sister was ripped away from you. All of this is because of your father. Don't you want to stop him? Don't you want to see your sister again?" she stuck out her hand. "Come with me and I will share with you the powers of the cold, and we will take over the Sky Kingdom."

"Thanks Elsa, but I don't need to turn my father's realm into Ski Kingdom," I said panting.

Her smile turned into a growl, and then she tried to slash me into half.

I rose my shield, but her blade went straight through it, and it exploded into ice.

I held the spear in my two hands, but they were starting to get numb from the cold. I tossed it toward her chest like a javelin, but she grabbed it with her other hand and squeezed it so hard it also broke into ice.

Her cold eyes sent a shiver down my spine. Her smile was enough to make anyone shatter in fear.

She stomped her foot, sending a strong wave of cold, which blew me back a few feet. I shivered in the cold.

Glacia looked at me, and got ready to shoot her sword into my chest. Just as she was doing so, I felt a strange presence... my sword.

I willed the winds to bring it to my hand. Surprisingly enough, it appeared in my hand.

I looked behind me and saw Lukas and Theo both ready to battle. Lukas's bow was drawn, and I was guessing Theo was about to stick whatever he was going to stick into my face into Glacia's.

I smiled at her, and stood up.

"What are you going to do now?" I asked.

She was stunned for a minute, but then smiled again.

"I was expecting you two."

She snapped, making two other snowmen appear behind Lukas and Theo.

One of them stabbed Lukas with his spear, making him an ice sculpture which looked like a modern Robin Hood, with his bow drawn.

Theo quickly elbowed the one behind him, kicked the other one, then sent two beams of fire from his hands and toward them, melting both of them into tiny puddles.

I turned back to Glacia, who was now two feet from me, about to stab me. I quickly hit her sword with mine, then used the wind to blow her back.

She didn't seem too effected, and as she sailed through the air, she did a backflip, landing right next to the blond guy who had turned her hair into dirt.

Theo stepped up next to me.

"Let's melt this popsicle stand," he said.

"I don't think that's how that actually goes, but I'm ready to melt this Eskimo," I replied.

He immediately dropped his arms from his battle stance and shook his head. "Dude, no."

"Are you two done with your stupid jokes?" Glacia screamed.

We charged, screaming.