The ice cocoon, which was once tranquil and static, began to tremble violently before our eyes. The shards of ice quivered and separated with a deafening roar, revealing the interior illuminated by a divine glow. In the center of the cocoon emerged the figure of Elsa, enveloped in a radiant light that transformed her before our eyes.
A thin layer of mist escaped from the cocoon as an extreme cold swept through the entire place. From the mist, Elsa's figure emerged, her body emitting a magical glow all around. When she emerged completely, my eyes widened in astonishment.
Elsa exuded a magical and majestic presence. Her hair, a cascade of silvery white, flowed down her back with ethereal elegance. On her head, a delicate crown of ice intertwined among her locks, adding a touch of frozen royalty to her appearance.
