Nightmare Challenge: Ice Mage's Greatest Work(Krow and Dr.Stein, No Interruptions)

Krow groaned as he stumbled off the boat he had more or less strong-armed into bringing him to this god-forsaken tundra. He peered over his right shoulder to see the two men in the boat were preparing to leave. "Hey, I didn't say you could leave yet.", he snapped at them shooting them the sort of look that sent chills down a person's spine. This ticked off scowl seemed to do the trick, as the two men froze in place instantly. "Just wait here. I'll be back in a bit." He said dismissively as he waved to the men before walking off. He figured they wouldn't listen and would just leave him stranded here. Krow, from the appearance alone, had not even tried to prepare for this kind of climate. Not due to negligence, but due to the simple fact he didn't need it. All he had on his person aside from his red dragon muffler, was his black waistcoat, baggy black trousers tied off at his mid-shin, and a pair of black sandals. All in all, not the kind of attire you would expect someone to be wearing in an isolated frozen tundra. The mage grumbled some as he looked around for his fellow guild mate who had most likely arrived ahead of schedule, not that Krow had stuck to it either. He'd have arrived sooner if not for the boat trying to steal his soul the whole ride to the island. "Hey, Lab Coat Bastard! Where are you!?" Krow shouted at the top of his lungs. He hadn't seemed worried about attracting any dangerous animal's or enemies that might by waiting for him nearby. He knew that if anything came after him, he'd just handle it with brute force like everything else. How such a simple person had managed to survive this long was astounding to put it kindly.

Krow grumbled some as looked every which way trying to locate his fellow guild member. He became so preoccupied with this that he hadn't noticed the two ice statues that had taken shape on either side of him. One of the ice statues launching a spike of ice at him. The dragon slayer's reaction being as top notch as ever, his body drifting backwards as if he were falling, only to stop with his upper body pointing in the direction he had come from. "What your problem, ya jerk?", he snapped angrily at the attacker as his form straightened out. The fire mages visage twisting into a scowl accompanied by veins bulging upon his forehead, not to excess, but to the point his anger at being attacked so suddenly was made obviously. His anger seemed to grow when the ice statue instead of answering his question, forged a large ice hammer and swung it down upon him. The mage throwing his arms up above his body crossed over one another diagonally. The ice hammer crashing down upon his arms pushed him back slightly. A few seconds later the ice hammer could be seen soaring through the sky.

"My turn." The mage said as a rather devious grin took shape upon his maw, flames swelling off of his shoulders for the briefest of moments before spiraling along his arms and engulfing his hands he cracked his knuckles. Each time he cracked one of such appendages the flames upon his hands would flare up and thrash about wildly. He then made swift foot falls towards the ice statue, his right arm falling back behind his body within such foot falls. Upon the last foot fall his arm was thrown forward, the flame swirling around his fist as he slammed it into the face of the ice statue. The force of this flame-enhanced punch being great enough to have the ice statue skipping across the icy tundra crumbling more and more each time it slam upon the ground.

The dragon slayer swinging around to take out the other ice statue only to find himself now narrowly managing to evade a barrage of ice spikes. A nervous sweat drop forming upon his brow as he stared down at the last ice spike that had been launched his way, the spike having been a bit too close to hit him in that one spot all men saw as being of the utmost importance. Though he just saw it as another part of his body. Albeit one he'd really rather not have harmed in any way, shape or form. "That was too close. Watch where you shoot those things..." He grumbled while pulling himself off of the ground. He wasted no time in conjuring up a new batch of flames upon his fists. The dragon slayer rush towards the ice statue with swift foot falls kicked up clouds of powdery snow as he went. This time instead of punching the ice statue like he had the other one, he lunged at it, clutching the frigid creations cranium and jerking it downward. This action leaving the ice statues head slamming into his right knee. The mage letting go and jumping back only to lurch forward once more and start stomping his foot violently over and over again upon the ice statues head until it had been pulverized.