"A spear you shall have." But a pulse of thought and a rush of will, the ice crackled out in either direction, providing a serviceable spear. The enchantment would not last much longer than the fight, but it would hold. Before she offered it over Adelaide pulled a bandage from the pack on her belt and wrapped the middle, so there would be something more comfortable to grip other than cold, smooth ice.

Done, it was held to be taken.

"Adelaide." A beat passed, the scrabbling at the wall of ice cracking under the demon's blows. "Aim for the core- they have no true heart but it is similar enough to see them dead."