Michael waited on the other side of the yeti, slightly closer than he’d been before, but unable to move forward more and risk drawing their attention. He was on his own, but so was Marcus, holed up somewhere in the snow. They were both waiting for Ollie, Lance, Davi, and Pyotr to start their distraction. The general plan was to draw the yeti away from the rift so that Michael could get close enough to start sealing it. While he closed it, Marcus would do his best to keep any of the Yeti off of him that he could, though Michael was certain he’d have to be fighting them off himself as well.When Ollie sent out his signal, he did it with flair and style. Two massive balls of flame crashed into the center of the largest groups of yeti, annihilating a half dozen of them immediately and catching an additional twenty on fire. Just as they were searching for the source of the flame, Pyotr, Davi, and Lance plunged into them. Lance drove his spear into one of them quickly, before leaving it behind and cutting another down with his sword. Pyotr danced in their midst, a whirlwind of death as his blade whipped out, dealing fatal wounds as he dodged between their long arms and raking claws. Davi was like a living tank, using his entire body as a battering ram as he slammed into the sea of white fur, shield first slashing out his bastard sword with broad strokes that wounded and killed at least two with every strike.Just as the yeti began to rally, Ollie loosed another fireball into them and the rest of them began to fall back to him as he sent out a bolt of lightning into a tight cluster of them that seemed to arc from one to another in quick succession and drop three of them.Ollie stumbled a bit as they fell back, and Lance helped him to his feet as they fled from the yeti that were now all surging toward them. Even with that impressive opening salvo, there were still dozens of the beasts, but the hope was that they might panic and flee when the portal was (...)