"Die! Die! Die!" Avira hollered at the top of her lungs while repeatedly thrusting out her rapier and tossing her throwing daggers. She even launched a wind spell or two, splitting the spiders in twain as she advanced with madness in her eyes.
Avira chose to transform her fear and trepidation into anger and madness. She barely even looked at her slain kills before leaping to her next target. The young princess was now committing a mass slaughter like a natural born exterminator.
Frost kept close to Avira with his glaive, chakra and magic at the ready. Every so often he'd slay a large group of spiders, limiting how many could swarm Avira at once. He also kept a close eye on Borris and Kiba who were following close behind.
The older dwarf who was donned in plate armour from head to toe was like an impenetrable tank. None of the spiders were strong enough to pierce through his equipment thus allowing him to slowly crush them one by one.
Kiba whose job was to guard Borris simply utilised his massive claws and jaws to rend the attacking spiders apart.
Despite the dozens of the deaths among them the spiders continued to charge with abandon at the intruders, as though they had been starved for weeks.
Frost could easily handle this swarm with the use of his aura but chose to restrain himself, appearing roughly equal perhaps even weaker than Avira, letting her experience the joy of being endlessly assaulted.
Far behind them stood the frost wolf Frost contracted as it was too weak to take part in this battle. Frost didn't want Borris to lose his only mount.
As the battle progressed more and more spiders descended from the mountain as if limitless and eventually upper E-ranks and even a few D-ranks came. These spiders were a fair bit larger and were clearly of the huntsman species given their appearance and lack of webbing organs.
The moment these huntsman spiders appeared they charged at Avira, caring very little about where they were stepping. Several unfortunate spiders were thus crushed under their feet as they moved, one or two were even turned into quick snacks, revealing the brutality of these creatures even amongst their own kin.
Frost specifically took note of the D-rank huntsmen before giving an order to Kiba through their soul connection.
Avira needed to face off against the C-rank iceborne huntsman not these D-ranks. Her current victims were nothing but appetisers, inconsequential given the minimal threat they posed.
Upon hearing Frost's command Kiba turned to his master and nodded his head before taking a dominant stance. The young Winged Glacial tiger tensed his entire body causing it to grow in size. His fangs elongated and a bloodthirsty aura pervaded his surroundings as he took a deep breath. His chest proceeded to fiercely expand and a moment later.
"ROOOOOAAAARRRRR!!!!!"
A primal roar that was so devasting that the nearby spider infested mountain violently shook. Hundreds of new cracks and fissures formed along the mountain's external rock face while the original fissures grew in size, some even caving in on themselves, crushing the spiders dwelling within.
Kiba's mighty roar froze the battlefield, the weaker F and E-rank spiders had their hearts stop in fear as their gazes naturally drifted towards the powerful tiger.
The recently arrived huntsman spiders were also momentarily stopped, their beady eyes shifting from Avira to Kiba.
Avira who was caught by surprise turned to Frost in confusion.
Moments before the huntsman's fangs were set to devour little Avira Frost appeared before her with his glaive swinging.
"[Claw of the ice wolf]" He activated one of his trademark skills, summoning large ice claws before his glaive which quickly met with the large spider's fangs and legs, halting it in place for a moment before he twisted his body.
Starting from the ground Frost rotated his feet, legs, hips and then shoulders to slap the iceborne huntsman away with his glaive, thoroughly showing off his physical prowess.
"V GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF!" The moment he sent the iceborne huntsman flying Frost turned around and landed a fiery slap across the practically catatonic Avira's cheek before loudly shouting.
"Eh?" Avira still in a confused state held her reddened cheek, she felt a searing pain that made her want to cry.
"Where are you right now V?" Frost shouted again while covering his surrounding with ice fire, forcing Avira to focus solely on him and his booming voice.
"....The battlefield." The young princess' eyes rolled around as her mind gradually starting working again. She realised Frost slapped her and was instantly angry but a moment later she also remembered where she was and what happened just a second ago.
'I would have died.' Yes if Frost hadn't intervened when he did Avira would be dead simple as that.
Avira's body violently trembled as a fierce coldness stabbed deep into her heart, she didn't want to die, she had so much she still had to do, she was scared.
Seeing the flurry of emotion Avira was going through Frost felt guilty, questioning his motives in bringing her here and asking her to face off against the iceborne huntsman but then he remembered her talent, her gift and willingness to work hard as well as her ambition.
If she was dead set on fighting for the throne then there would be no small amount of situations in which her life would be in jeopardy. Best to experience such things early while a protector was by her side.
Frost made a decision, and he was going to stick to it.
"V a second ago you died!" He spoke harshly making the young woman jump.
"Are you going to die again? Because I won't always be here to rescue you."
"..I.."
"V! You are on the battlefield and the enemy is before you! Do not show mercy!" Frost roared before thrusting his glaive behind Avira, the blade edge narrowly missing her left ear. Behind her she felt a warm liquid splash against her neck. Frost then retrieved his glaive which was covered in the guts of an ambushing D-rank huntsman.
"Or you will die here." Frost flicked the grim off his glaive before turning his back to Avira. He removed the defensive ring of ice fire, revealing the maddened assault of the spiders.
"So choose Princess of Northrend will you stand and fight or will you become its food?"