In hindsight, it was a little bit counterproductive to give Magitek Armor a big, open cockpit that left the pilot vulnerable to freezing over. Or to keep it when he was retrofitting the DAHAK Mk. II into one. His warm coat and hand-knit scarf weren't much defense against that kind of ice magic, and it was no small relief that Dante was so quick with the potions to help him recover.

But even if his defense against the wights' elemental magic was lackluster, he wasn't without his ways of punishing them for their use of it... and the armor's glowing seams seemed to brighten and excite at its touch.

A swelling of energy was once more shunting into the DAHAK's arms, but this time it settled into their sharpened edges; and a quick lunge forward past Richard's fire, Dylas' magic, and the Belphegor's wind became a whirling •Magitek Wall counterattack through the two Wights who'd sent their spells his way. Hopefully, the handling of his thruster-aided mechanical mount wouldn't suffer too much from the poor ground conditions; after all, someone needed to step in front to keep the back line protected.

And if either of them were still on their feet after the team's combined assault, hopefully a fiery, red-hot •Magitek Beam would serve to finish off whichever one still looked the weakest.