IC: Merlin & Mim Hotel Third Floor ? Hotel Mission A tap root of evil with turrets and spikes... the only thing Merlin could think was that the darkness had a nine year old child adviser, because it couldn't be this creative with out one. That's when the bullets started flying. Ok... maybe an eight year old child adviser. Frozone threw up an Ice Shield to block the little shards of flying death, but from the look on his face it was a strain to maintain. 'Uhm... a little help here?" Then the lights went out. ?Dash it all! With out light we can't target anything!? Mim cackled ?You grumpy old goat. If we can't target anything the we have to target everything.? Pulling Merlin over and explaining her plan, Merlin readied his Wizard's Blizzard as Mim told Frozone to open a small hole in the shield that wasn't taking fire. As soon as the hole was opened, Merlin cast his blizzard through it. A large blizzard that, while a bit weaker, would encompass the entire hallway. As the blizzard past through the hole and her, Mim reached out and infused the blizzard with her Withering Touch. The green tinted ice storm roared down the hallway. Both Sorcerer and Sorceress smiled. "A Withering Blizzard!" Tag: I_H, greyJedi125 OOC: Ha!