Assassin System in a Magical World

The Icy Touch of Death

Selena was suddenly frozen, as if she’d dipped into a nitrogen bath. Was that the icy touch of death chilling her down to her very soul? She didn’t know, but the oppressive pressure of that massive sword was splitting her scalp.

Then it was gone, leaving a healing slice and a gout of blood that had frozen in her hair. ‘What the hell?’ she thought. Her mind and soul had not quite caught up to the fact that she was alive. Luckily her hands knew how to kill without her input, and they continued the deadly sweep of the blood scythe.

It bit deep into the Necromancer, and sliced from the collar bone down past his solar plexus. It stopped there, impeded, finally by the spells and bone armour he’d used to stop her Katana so easily. She didn’t try to pull the scythe out of the pre-dead mage. Instead she let go, and made a weaving motion with both hands, and the scythe unknit itself and flowed back to her as a surge of red power.

Selena looked noticeably healthier and stronger as she