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Smiling while she watched Snow prepare herself, Echo mused at the mettle of the young Elf. Walking in a circle, she used the haft-end of the spear to draw a circle in the dirt that measured about ten feet in diameter. After which she drew a few runes and symbols in the dirt. "Your power comes from the place all Elves draw power from. Since your mastery of ice is so complete, It's possible you can manipulate other elements as well?" She paused for a second to look Snow deep in the eyes, "If you can produce intensely hot steam, that might be a gateway to Fire."

Echo returned to finishing the Circle that would hold Gruagach, "And your upper limit for Ice hasn't been reached yet either." Satisfied with her work, Echo stood outside the circle and used the spear to point at the circle. "Gruagach of Lough Leane. I order you, come."

The Summoning was quick and simple, one second the circle was empty, the next it contained a massive bipedal boar creature. It let out an angry snort, looking around bewildered. Its eyes settled on Echo first. Falling to one knee Gruagach looked down and boomed out, "Scathach, why have you summoned me here?"

"Last time I saw you, you were with a man. Where is that man? That man stole this girl's brother. This girl is my new ward. As such, by the rules of our tribe you owe her weregild." Echo pointed to Snow with her spear. Gruagach's head turned slowly to look at Snow, his eyes widened with recognition.

"Ohoho," Gruagach reached out for Snow but his hand stopped as he touched the edge of the circle, "I know her. Bwahaha, I know her." He slammed a fist against the circle, then the other, roaring he smashed his head into the circle and a crack appeared. "Let me out Scathach! You have nothing to do with this!" Charging into the circle with all his might, Gruagach shattered the circle. He looked around for Snow, ready to exact revenge.

"Gruagach, we shall have your answer one way or another..." Echo sighed as she watched the hot-headed dimwit tried to gore Snow.