Yuusei's further proximity from the Ringmaster allows him to avoid becoming a target to Frost's strike, and he can thusly only watch in horror as the shards of ice shoot forward toward those giving a more productive effort. He can only hope that everyone will make it out alright. It's hard to tell from here, but the magic emanating from the strikes feels stiflingly cold and heavy.

Being closer to the back, however, puts him closer to Frost himself. He's never encountered this pixie himself before, but it was obvious from the beginning he was nothing but trouble to show up. With the culmination of everyone's rage, right now...

Yuusei lunges at Frost himself, intending to grab him and hold him still with two sets of arms while the pixie anticipates the others' attacks, hoping that his own lack of magic will keep attention off of him. The least he can do is help everyone stay on target with the little bastard.