Its body shimmered, muscles flexing and rippling, churning as steam escaped its mouth. As they watched, the monster reduced in size, as though its form was being forcibly compressed.
"Now what," Serdan said.
The Yeti had transformed into a smaller monster, the size of Manefor in his Blightfur mode. Blue eyes locked onto them, and it leaped. The ice beneath it surged like a wave, sharp spikes blasting forward.
Atrox shouted, "Tiber, Slya! Get out of here!"
The monster hid inside the wave of cracking ice, letting it sweep through, freezing and unfreezing the looming ice as though it were the tide.
Atrox opened his mouth, exhaling a wave of fire that melted the ice in front of him. Just as he intended, the monster flew out of the ice, wielding a chunk shaped like a club.
The monster swung it at Atrox, the whirling motion making the air vibrate. He jumped back in surprise, the ice club missing him by inches, covering his nose with a thin layer of frost.
