A golden beam burst forth on the horizon, unleashing waves of golden ripples that danced across the water's surface.
The light was so intense that Asher and the men around him squinted, their eyes narrowing to slits as they shielded their faces from the radiance. The beam's brilliance seemed to grow, illuminating the sea with an otherworldly glow.
After what felt like an eternity, the golden beam descended, and a massive wave began to form, its crest curling over like a liquid giant. The men around Asher gasped in unison, their eyes wide with terror as they dashed toward the forest, desperate to escape the impending deluge.
However, Asher's gaze remained fixed on the wave, his eyes flicking with a mixture of curiosity and calculation.
He knew the wave's fury would not be contained by the forest's fragile trees. With a swift motion, he summoned the ice, and it spread out across the wave's face, freezing the water in place.
