Karen leaped aside as well, dodging the frigid blast, which wasn't particularly fast.
The frigid blast had a limited range of only two or three meters around Ellick, resembling a modified Chong Ang Seal.
Most of the flames on Ellick's body were extinguished by the cold, with only a few stubborn patches still searing his flesh. Within a two-meter radius around him, the ground was covered in ice crystals.
Fang Zhen got a clear look at Ellick.
Ellick stood about six-foot-five. He was extremely tall, with a pale, gaunt face and a sinister expression that made him look close to seventy. An irrepressible stench of decay radiated from his body like a sickness. His hair, however, was surprisingly thick and dark red—the color of blood.
The earlier flames had burned away most of Ellick's red coat, revealing the Steel Armor he wore underneath.
His red hair had been singed away by the flames, yet it was regenerating at a rate visible to the naked eye.
