>Wielding twin battle axes of ice in her hands, Elsa swung them furiously at Runeard - who was now back to his original snow echo form. Unfortunately, she hadn't been kidding when she said using her powers so much was taking its toll on her. Each time she sent them towards her grandfather, her movements were slower, weaker. The axes were as sharp as could be, but there was barely any power behind them.
>High above the fight, magic from the still flowing vortex began to spill out from the top of the swirling energy, gathering along the cavern's ceiling, looking almost like fog or clouds.
>Rearing her arms back, Elsa swung her axes horizontally at Runeard, trying to catch him between their blades. But her swing was so weak, he was able to catch them both in his hands. Glaring at him angrily, Elsa tried to pull her weapons free, but the snow king wouldn't have any of it, rearing his head back and bringing it forward, headbutting Elsa in the face. The Queen grunted as she stumbled back, a drop of blood running from her nose onto her lip before freezing over.
>"HEY!" Anna shouted at her grandfather, running forward and running Runeard through with her sword. She glared with hatred in his eyes. "Don't you touch her again," she growled. Though she knew the penetrating weapon would cause him no harm, she used it to push him away from her sister, putting a good distance between them before Runeard simply lifted his foot and kicked Anna hard in the gut, sending her sprawling to the ground. He turned his attention back to Elsa and advanced on her again. Desperately, she raised the axe in her right hand and brought it down, but Runeard easily avoided the attack and kicked the weapon from her hand. Breathing heavily, Elsa grabbed the remaining axe with both hands and swung it horziontally at him, but the king merely caught the weapon's head in his hand once again, stopping her momentum immediately.
>"N-no...!" Elsa cried, trying to wrench the weapon back from him.
