Now, Uriel certainly shrieked as the ice ball was shoved into his robe. Then he simply decided to not feel the cold. Rolling to the side to avoid the last of his own ice balls, he then leapt up and looked over to the hill, which one of the teams was currently running up.

Now, that certainly wouldn't do. These two had no wings to mess with -- he still thought that was unfair of Destruction -- but they definitely had legs. It wasn't much of a trick for him to gather snow around their feet and then simply freeze it, sticking their feet onto the ground.

What with all the supernatural forces at play, he didn't think the two were going to be stuck for too long. However, it certainly was long enough for him to launch a bunch of snowballs at them before turning to see how Famine was doing.

Famine was doing not very well, it turned out. Deciding to help his ally, Uriel hurried there, ordering a couple of his ice balls to fly towards War.