Isdis stared blankly forward, her eyelashes freezing from the sheer cold. Isbert stared at her getting buried in the snow with an emotionless cold stare. "We descend from an ancient hero who once soloed hell, halting a whole invasion on his own. After which he dove into the nine hells to rip and tear the devils apart. We call him the hero of ice, Silver."
Isbert's hand slowly moved up, pointing at the words engraved on her armor [Absolute Zero] "This was his title. No one could match the coldness of magic; he had perfected it. This means I too have achieved the Absolute Zero cold, reach it and I'll let you have it engraved on your armor."
Isdis tried to move, but her skin cracked.
"You can't brute force this. This place is a bit colder than when water freezes. Slowly but surely, the water in your skin is freezing, you'll die if you can't adjust to the cold." Isbert stood there, watching as Isdis froze in place.
