The moment he lifted Tina into his arms, the frost reacted like it had been waiting for exactly that.
A violent surge exploded outward from her body.
This was beyond what he could contain, she he ran, looking for Jenna.
Ice crawled across the corridor floor in an instant, racing after them like a living tide. The walls cracked as temperature dropped even further, sharp enough to sting the eyes.
Every breath Daniel took felt like inhaling broken glass.
"Damn it—!" he hissed under his breath.
His flames flared instinctively, wrapping around his legs and torso in a thin protective layer. Not enough to burn bright, not enough to waste energy. But just enough to survive.
CRACK.
Behind them, ice spikes erupted from the ground where they had just stood, shooting in every direction.
Tina's hair was turning white now. Her skin was beaded with frost. She was pale as snow.
Daniel's heart trembled.
"Tina, hold on…" Daniel muttered, tightening his grip on her.
