With the thug being pushed back, Alice's hand is free and she struggles to get up and scramble away from the two of them, but she dare not leave Zidane in all this. She's trembling and wants to help.

"Money's money. You're livin' under a rock if ya think kids ain't fair game." It goes unsaid that they're even easier.

What can she do, what can she do. She puts her hands on the ground, trembling, and sends out ice from her fingers, building a giant patch of it behind the thug, hoping to get his feet out from under him.

The thug's blade was being pressed against his chest and he growled as he pulled another dagger from the hilt behind him.