"Ace Lander!" Ava shouted as the yellow eyeball on her innate curse tool shone, gaining his attention. She delivered the punchline, "Congratulations, you will be the first man to taste frozen light."
"Uh?"
As Ace uttered in confusion, Ava's body deconstructed into a streak of light and then materialized before him as she punched him with a humungous golden fist. Ace shoved his sister aside as he dodged the fist, but couldn't help but shudder, feeling the warm sunny morning suddenly turn chilly and dimmer. Yes, dimmer, as if your phone screen was suddenly on battery saver mode.
However, Ace still wasn't in clear, three giant yellow fists headed his way from the three different directions, forcing him to retreat, leaving Lyra behind, who was still on the ground, dusting her bruised elbows instead of taking cover. Fortunately, the latter walked past her with her gaze locked on Ace.
