The one thing Icy hated more than enemies who just wouldn't die? Enemies who actually thought it was a good idea to injure non-combatants who didn't even pose a threat. It offended the very core of her being.
With a growl, she flung the earth pony off with her telekinesis, no wonder bothering with niceties, and rolled to face the unicorn. "You're dead," she stated simply, as her horn glowed again. The very air seemed to freeze around the unicorn, making breathing difficult and blurring his vision. Then Icy let loose her salvo, half a dozen of icicles as large as a foreleg, her icy magic driving them forward to make sure the unicorn didn't repeat his trick.