If Alias could feel as if he was seconds away from death... that would certainly be the sense that washed over him. The moment that shell got close to her face, it was like he had pulled it from the freezer, his fingers stinging with sudden cold. The... liquid, turned solid in an instant. This was all just a warning to what was about to happen however, as if from nowhere with a flash, ice appeared around Morgan. Alias had some luck however, or perhaps it was intentional, as much of the ice that spread around Morgan was long, incredibly sharp spikes. But what spread in the direction of Alias was a single bulging chunk, like a fist, that went right for his stomach!
This was about the moment that Morgan's eyes opened, right as the ice made contact. It was probably enough to hurt, but the ice stopped moving as soon as she awoke, which saved him from having the wind knocked out of him... mostly.
Morgan was quick to stand up, brushing herself off, and a moment later, all the ice turned to water, sloshing into the sand.
"You should know better than to try and play pranks on a sleeping Magus!" She was red in the face, checking herself for injuries... and she wasn't even yet aware of what it was that Alias had been doing to begin with. When she first arrived on the island, she claimed to be the apprentice of the greatest wizard in the world. Considering magic wasn't exactly a thing around these parts, most didn't really believe her, especially since when asked to prove it, she could not produce a single bit of magic. Claiming she had forgotten how to do magic didn't help her case, but at least now she had finally proven she knew magic!
Well, she proved she was capable of it. It was likely clear to Alias Morgan had no more idea of how she did what she just did than he did. But there it was, magic!
@King Kindred