[Arthas hears the hiss, the smell of burning kevlar, and snarls. YOU HAVE RUINED HIS ARMOR. He only makes one real try to move - pulls against the straps until he bruises his arm trying.]
Light damn it!
[He strains against the metal again, then abruptly decides against it entirely. He can't move, but he doesn't have to.
His eyes flare glacier-blue. Deadly cold explodes from him in every direction. The paint on the walls peels and freezes solid. It howls like a blizzard at full tilt, wind carrying slivers of ice fast enough to make them deadly shrapnel.]
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Date: 2015-06-28 02:15 am (UTC)Light damn it!
[He strains against the metal again, then abruptly decides against it entirely. He can't move, but he doesn't have to.
His eyes flare glacier-blue. Deadly cold explodes from him in every direction. The paint on the walls peels and freezes solid. It howls like a blizzard at full tilt, wind carrying slivers of ice fast enough to make them deadly shrapnel.]