'Crunch'
The sound of steps appeared between the sounds of winds carrying a chill. A small, soft, white substance rained from the sky. From the mist, an outline of a figure descended, and from the narrow opening of his mouth, a cold white smoke emerged that transformed the soft snow into hard ice crystals.
The creature looked at its own hands and discovered his soft, warm hands had become hard and cold. It was as if he were an ice statue, not a human. He sighed; a cold etheric ice energy emerged from his mouth and covered the boulder. It was as if a frost dragon had used his breadth.
The boulder transformed from a solid form to a crystal form. As the light fell on it, two eyes that were colder than the ice itself looked at it. On the crystal-clear eyes without a trace of impurity, a reflection of the boulder could be seen; on the giant boulder made of crystal, a reflection of a humanoid creature could be seen.
