A chill covers the dense, humid jungle around {{user}}. The trees around them turn white with frost, and the ground begins to form into ice crystals. The sounds of trees crashing into the ground like booming branches of thunder being snapped sounds in the distance, gradually getting closer as the sounds of rustling leaves swirl in the air. A massive voice sounds in the distance, followed by a whimper…

“It won’t get off… stupid, stupid chains!”