82 Some science and voila!

"We need to find a way to get out" Rolen was looking around, squinting his eyes through the eyes but couldn't see anything.

"There is no way." Arya's pessimism made Rolen want to punch the shit out of him. Rolen was getting more annoyed. he flicked his lapel and grab Arya's shirt.

"Then we make a new way! not sitting here waiting for death!"

Arya simply doesn't care enough. for him, he had lived long enough.. to die might be a good thing for him.

"You may had lived few hundreds years, but we haven't. If you want to die, go die by yourself. don't drag us down with you."

Luka was sitting far from them, hugging his knee, with an empty look. Arya look at the boy and then Rolen, imagining how furious Iiana would be. He remembered that day he met her and knew that, she would exact her revenge even worse than that.

"Then what do you suggest? the whole place is covered by the fire. that fire could block my ice. it won't die out, even if my ice touches it. If you have any idea, tell me. I'll do it."

Rolen open his mouth and then close it. He couldn't come up with a plausible idea that can save them out from there. Arya shrugged and felt the hopelessness that he had long since forgotten.

"ARYA YOU MOTHERF*CKER SH*TTY BASTARD!!! IF MY SON DIE, I'LL TAKE YOUR BALLS, FRIED , DICE AND THEN STUFF IT INTO YOU F*CKING MOUTH!!" A familiar voice shout echoed around the hall, despite all the loud booming crashes from the fight and the cracking sound of wood getting eaten by the fire.

that perked up all three of them.

"We're here, Madam!"Yelled Rolen.

"Why aren't you guys moving away from here?!" they couldn't see her from the thick ice layers but still could hear her voice loud and clear.

"It's seems Lord Arya is weak against fire. His ice couldn't fight off them."

Then a small hole open up before a figure slips into the barrier. Arya quickly patch the hole with ice. Arya confidence dropped another level as he saw how easily she entered his well erected ice barrier. It hurts his pride to be honest. Long time ago, his frost was invincible and the best among the best. Nothing could go pass it but today ordeal shows how weak he had regressed.

Though..

Her figure and presence was a sight for the sore eyes. It was enough to raise their hope.

She glare at Arya but he had his fan on and his eyes didn't meet hers. A few minutes later, after surveying their condition Iiana finally sighed.

"You've worked hard, Luka. Mom is here now... I'll protect you.". The boy, hugged Iiana tightly, his little fists grab her clothes and hide his face on her shoulder.

"My strong little boy. Your revenge, I will carry it all out."

"How did you know?" a small cracked voice came out that made Iiana heart throbs with ache.

"Cuz I am just that awesome." chuckled Iiana lightly, trying to thaw the choking atmosphere.

the two guys over there look at them puzzled but with silence, none dare to intrude.

"Okay. Let's get you guys out from here."

Arya cleared his throat. "D-do you have any idea how?" He had to asked.

Iiana smiled. " Of course. We are going out with a style."

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"Style, my ass." muttered Arya who was looking rather like a wet rat coming out from the sewer. Iiana laughed out loud.

"Good eh? I think that look good on you."

Arya look at her bitterly. "I doubt it."

"You look sexy." Iiana gave him once over. Just when Arya body straighten and combing his hair backward, she added.

"Like a sexy wet rat." Arya open his fan and flicked the droplets of water from the fan. Huffing his irritation away. The Two other survivors and the cause of the disturbance in the first place came out, gasping for an air.

When Iiana suggested going out with style, she asked him to open up the whole barrier and cast six huge chunks of iceberg on top of the hall, near the ceiling. And the moment it was hit by their after effects. Steam exploding here and there from the after effect of the clash between those two and the whole iceberg just melt instantaneously, flooding the whole place. Thats how hot it was. It no wonder some had already become steamy cooked corpses.

"Science, baby! Science never fail humanity!" shout Iiana. Three of them didn't understand what ever she was yapping about. But what made sense for Arya was, why she suddenly asked Rolen to find a plank and hold on to it. She already had one and Luka was holding Iiana tightly. That woman didn't give him any instruction.

The water came like wave and Iiana used some kind of skill to cut off the broken pillar that was blocking the hall exit. the water gushed out and bringing them outside, through the auction hall's exit.

Except Arya and the other two. They had to struggle to swim. And they had finally came out one by one.

The two of the men came out in dazed, disoriented and definitely puzzled by what had just happened. While Arya came out cursing.

"Why didn't you tell me to hold on to something?"

"You're not a little boy. You should use your brain more than your lower part."

Arya harrumphed and could only walk with squishy sound of wet clothes and shoes. It's annoying but nothing could be done about it. He should've learned a wind element skill, then he could easily dry himself off.

"you're noisy." said Iiana, leading them away through the hall way.

"then help me do something about this." Arya said with irritated tone. she look over her shoulder and raised her eyebrow.

"You are way older than me. surely you have some skills that could help you with that. or, your just a Frost guy only and nothing more."

that made Arya winced. Who need more? he had thought that long time ago. He stood on the pinnacle of this world together with Kuro just with his skill. He had some skills in war, or killing people but simple one like this? Nope. not at all.

She snapped her fingers, and Arya was surrounded by a warm gush of wind in a second. Soon he was warm and dry, Arya was impressed.

It was then a fireball and a sharp arrow -like wind strike passed them, made all of them turn around.

"You! It must be you guys who had a dead wish to interrupt our fight." A voice of man boomed out from behind them. Iiana body turn sharply, facing toward their assailants.

"I am just saving my people from your fights, is it wrong?"

"It was wrong when you disturb my fight. I was going to win!"

"Ha!!! As if. You were going to loose. You should thank the lady for saving your sorry ass" laughed the hooded guy. Amazingly the hood was still on his head, covering his face even after the harsh flood that washes over them.

The hairy old man raised his index finger, trembling with anger pointing at the hooded man.

"I am not done with you, and all of you!!!" Again the hairy old man explode into fire.

"Here we go again" sighed Arya. Iiana pushed Rolen and Luka behind her. Her barrier barely able to block the sudden onslaught of fire arch thrown toward their direction.

She was lazy to exchange words with the old man. It will just a waste; waste of her breath and saliva. He seems like the type of person that doesn't want to listen. Those stereotype ; 'my way or high way' kind of people. Not likeable at all.

One thing she can commend about the hairy old man was his confidence in handling both sides. Maybe he is confidence in his skills and power or maybe, he thinks too low of his opponents. Well, she will use it to her advantages. As people always says, Overconfidence can kill you.

She may not have Nagi with her right now to be her spirit's weapon, but with a little science and magic.

"Just throw your ice around him, limit his movement." Arya was going to argue but thought better of it and simply followed her instruction. Iiana already knew about the effect of his power when confronting this man and that exactly enough to help her win this battle against him.

As soon as Arya began shooting ices around the man, he laughed to ridicule him.

"Puny ices like that wont work on me. Oh, its gonna be easy to kill you" he was having fun stoking his ego and that make Iiana smile in glee.

He is busy thinking how great he is, and that was his third stupid mistake. His first mistake was starting the fight without caring his surrounding. His second mistake was stopping them.