Erin's mother fainted, her eyes rolling back as she collapsed.
Teagan rushed to her side, helping her while shooting a furious glare at Frenna.
"Frenna, what are you doing?!" Teagan yelled, his voice trembling with rage. But Frenna simply glanced at him, emotionless and unresponsive, leaving Teagan boiling with anger, tempted to strike her on the spot.
"Dad! I don't want to go to prison! Save me!" Erin screamed as she was dragged away. She thrashed wildly, consumed by panic.
Forty-seven years of imprisonment—far longer than the time she had known freedom. She couldn't endure it. She wouldn't.
In her desperation, Erin's freezing powers erupted uncontrollably, breaking through the restraints of her suppression bracelet.
The frost spread rapidly across the courtroom floor, climbing up the walls and coating every surface in ice.
The officials and reporters who had been preparing to leave jumped back in shock.
