“Launch.”
A snowball flew through the air, meeting a sudden ball of fire at the apex of its arc. Steaming water rained down at the ground below, splashing across Faes’ hood.
“I hope you’re not still upset about the whole treasurer thing,” the hollowborn said, stooping to pack another ball of ice off the ground.
“Launch.”
His arm drew back, hurling the ball as high as it could go. A ray of ice shot out from the tiefling nearby, shattering the carefully packed ball into a myria