Alma's head snaps up at the sound of the roaring snow coming down at them. Her eyes blow wide and she quickly looks around, mind spinning a mile a minute assessing the situation. If they don't do something, they'll be swept over the edge. As everyone springs into action, she notices what Russet is attempting to do. She bolts forward and gets up behind him, tearing her glove off and pressing it to his back.
Her normal spells won't work here. She digs deep into her well of arcane magic. Picks at the wild, random threads that churn there and attempts to grab hold of something useful. From her had spreads a thin, slimy film, reminiscent of aloe vera but stinking of sulfur. It crawls across Russet's armor and seeps into fabric, warming his muscles. Invigorating them temporarily, as she casts Enhance Ability - Bull's Strength.