Duskfire Glacier limitations

jora barely had time to adjust before the weight of him crashed into her, a shock surging through her frame. she gritted her teeth, feeling the sting of ice scraping beneath her as she was wrenched sideways.

her grip loosened just enough to slip free, twisting with him rather than against, letting the momentum become her own. even as his shoulder slammed into her, she braced, rolling with the impact instead of resisting outright. her breath was ragged in her lungs, muscles burning.