[DROP] I don't give a fort

With Deimos fortifying their shelter, Noah worked on making ammo. He didn't have the ability to control and contort the elements in the way that Deimos, or even Sah, did--but he had his own ways. As joviality rose within him Noah could feel his own magic tingling in his fingertips as his gloved hands crafted snowballs. A lifted eyebrow and a peak above the fortified shelter made Noah's eyes widen in surprise at what was coming for them. It was an odd thing, but Caido was an odd place. Having lived his whole life in a place with snow, Noah knew well what tricks Rae and Frey built into the cold precipitation. The memory snow soldiers came closer and Noah popped above the shelter to throw three snowballs at the things. If they are what I think they are, they'll just reform. Noah relayed to Deimos over the bond, though it was something that any attuned within range could pick up on. --- Noah throws three snowballs at the incoming soldiers! Noah Olson When the night is cold and you feel like no-one knows what it's like to be the only one buried in this hole You can make it to the sunrise