Zone B -- Forest

[Cirno]

As she was getting the stuffing beaten into her tiny, slim body she felt rage rising inside of her. As she threw her icicle bomb at the two of them surprisingly the demon hunter caught it only for it to explode once caught. Illidian screamed in rage as she felt icicles growing on the ground. With her eyes blazing a cold, calculating, icy blue; her icicle wings actually were cracking and sealing back together growing slowly but surely. "I Cirno will not be beaten by the likes of a Youkai and a magician!"

Illidian and Dust both felt what could be considered a cold snap while they could see the fairy the ground had significantly hardened around her and icicles were actually starting to form. "You cant win. You know this right? I may lose but at the end of the day I still will take you down." Illidian then started to move with a purpose towards her to most likely break every bone in her body. He fired a bolt of green energy at her only for her to dodge and then retaliate with ice.

"Woah calm your jets. I may have both feet in the ground and your going to kill me most likely." She deadpanned as she dodged Illidian's strikes. As she went to dodge a swing she felt another one hit her right across the cranium causing her to crumple to the ground. "I only ask of one request when I am beaten black and blue. If you are going to kill me make it quick. I don't need more painful memories of my deaths." She looked at them with a sigh before undoing her bow and tieing it around her arm. "Lets continue fighting I guess."

She got up and looked at the two opponents with slight fear. Dust started to rush at her slashing a pair of claws across her face before being pushed back by Illidian. her wings dripped quite heavily and she could see dark spots in her eyes as she felt exhaustion catching up to her. "Fairy where was that over confidence before?" Illidian voice annoyed her for some reason.

She looked at him with a mix of a glare and defeat. Both sides trying to overtake her mental state. She tried weakly to make two icicles and failed to do so it felt as if her reserves had melted into water and slush. She felt a urge to cry in rage and anger at her complete lack of attacks. The ice fairy fell to the ground red faced and exhausted. She knew she had to move but she was just so exhausted to do so.

Word count is 445 I would like Cirno to be sparred if that is fine by you two since its most likely im going to lose. (mind you im fine with dieing also.)