One glance at those milky white eyes of hers, and I could immediately tell that whatever was happening here, it has something to do with the blood witch. No other explanation could explain this thing.
Almost all of the statues here had shattered to the ground, and Elliot had had enough of the woman throwing statues straight to his face. He swiftly avoided another attack and tackled her, muttering a little 'sorry' before freezing her in a block of ice. She became very still, and only her eyes could move inside the ice. It somehow made her even more terrifying.
"There," he nodded as he made a tiny hole, "you should be able to breathe through here."
He then cleaned up the mess by absorbing the water on the ground, making it nice and dry in seconds. "Mind to explain?" he asked, pointing at the newly-created statue.
"A blood witch," I said. "She's done this before. Did you not see what happened to the village?"
"What village?"
