The tension in the room was palpable as Reno rubbed the back of his neck, his eyes darting towards the window where the silvery mist of Frostvale energy swirled ominously beyond. He frowned, the weight of the situation pressing heavily on his shoulders.
"I'm not even sure if I'd be able to put a stop to it," Reno admitted, his voice quieter than usual. His doubt seeped through every word, the uncertainty gnawing at him.
He could absorb Timeglace energy, sure, but this? Absorbing such a large amount of it might be beyond his capabilities. The mere thought sent a shiver down his spine.
The mayor, Carlson Schneider, fixed Reno with a steady gaze, his voice carrying the burden of history.
"From the long history of Schneiders, this is the first time I've seen anyone capable of safely absorbing the corrosive energy of Frostvale." His eyes darkened with a memory. "My grandfather... he was the last to die from its power."
