Transmigrated as a Ghost

Going back in time while Marcus was fighting with Vaughn, Braylen, and their demon mounts. Mrazivý headed into the thick of the battle against the demons attacking Frostine, her uncle Kalt, and their knights.

It was a pretty desperate situation with each of Kalt's and Frostine's top knights who were both around level seventy engaged with the locust scorpion hybrid demons. While the rest were having to deal with the foot solider goat head demons with flaming swords.

This left the strongest demon pretty much uncontested, and it had already killed a half a dozen of the weaker knights that were protecting Frostine and Kalt. Leaving the two of them to fight it off themselves.

At the very least Frostine was not incompetent in battle, but on the other hand Kalt was, and had used a defensive magic item to protect himself.

Frostine was a master at ice magic even surpassing Mrazivý currents skills, and while she was not supposed to be using it in public right now, she had no choice but to bust out the crown Marcus had made her.

Currently she was surrounded by twelve ice warriors all at level forty-two, and they were doing their best to slow the huge demon with crablike arms down.

"Frozen Coffin."

"Ice Sword Field."

Chaining off two tier five spells in succession, Frostine encased the demon in a block of ice with her frozen coffin spell, and then created over two hundred blades of ice around it that all sunk into the box.

It looked quite a bit like a trick that might be seen at a professional magic show, but there were not trick swords or a hidden exit in the box for the demon to escape from.

Unfortunately, as powerful as a combination this attack was, the demon simply burst out of the solid ice a moment later with only a few scratches on its tough spiny body which quickly healed over due to its regeneration.

Frostine seeing this clicked her tongue in frustration. That was one of her best finishers and it had barely slowed the thing down.

She tired commanding her ice warriors who where mostly the shield and spear kind to attack, but the first one was crushed in between the demon's giant claws and ripped in half without being able to put up any resistance.

The others tried stabbing and cutting it, but even though their attacks could smash through small buildings in one blow they just glanced off this demon.

It tore another four apart in quick succession without much of any trouble, when Frostine cast another spell.

"Sub Zero Ray."

Pointing her finger forward and unleashing her magic Frostine sent out a thin ray only the width of a needle.

This thin ray of ice magic hit directly into the demon and for the first time it hollowed in pain.

However, its howls soon ceased as its entire body froze over and the temperature plummeted to an incredibly dangerous level of cold.

It was so much so that even those fighting nearby began to shiver and the flames of the demons with goat heads began to waver.

'How do you like my tier seven spell that I made myself.' Frostine thought while breathing heavily.

With all the magic she had been using, even though she had a huge amount of mana she was down to only around ten percent now and was feeling a bit worn out.

Yet as she was beginning to think that she had managed to defeat her opponent, its frozen form began vibrating and the ice around it cracked until it had broken free.

At the very least, this time it was far worse for wear. Both of its smaller arms having been frozen solid and broken apart, while large batches of its spiny skin had been ripped off and where still frozen to the ice it had just broken out of.

But even with all that damage it was still alive, and Frostine knew she did not have enough power left to deal a finishing blow to such a powerful entity.

However, as she was starting to despair, someone she was very familiar with jumped into action and slashed out towards the demon. Promoting it to jump to the side and hold up one of its crab claw like hands in defense.

"Second Form, Light Speed Slash."

Moving in to protect her sister Mrazivý sliced through the upper part of the demon's claw hand and sent it flying as the creature leapt back to avoid begin cut through.

'Damn, it is nimbler than it looks.' Mrazivý thought with a bit of frustration as the demon avoided her sneak attack.

She had been hoping to slice through its shoulder and all the way through its torse in one move, but the hulking figure that had pretty much just been tanking attacks was actually able of deft movements as well.

Naturally its danger sense went off like haywire when Mrazivý came up from behind it, and while it normally did not bother dodging, it could feel how dangerous her attack was.

"Thanks Mraz, you really saved me there." Frostine said with a smile.

She was incredibly relived to see Mrazivý come to her aid. And while she felt a little hit in her pride for needing the protection of her little sister, she was not going to tell her to back off and run away while she handled this.

"I assume that uncle Kalt is the one in that ice shell." Mrazivý said pointing at a barrier of ice not far away.

Their uncle, the deputy king, was pretty much just a pure socialite and politician.

His level may have been forty-three, but his offensive skills were abysmal. and he had gotten where he was from power leveling and all of his skills were focused on areas of administration.

"Yeah, he knew that the knights and I would not be able to focus on the battle if we had to protect him, so he used his defensive artifact. Now let us deal with this demon together."

Nodding her head Mrazivý took the front lines while Frostine stood behind her and moved her remining ice warriors around for support.