You're frozen all over, knees threatening to buckle with each step you take across the terrain of frost. Just a little further, you think. You're so close.

The sobs that escape your lips fall deaf in comparison to Dragonspine's blizzards. It's cold. You can't feel anything. But you hear him and your heart drops.

"I was correct," he says.* "You were going to escape." just like Albedo had predicted. You knew this was nothing but an experiment to him. To see what you were going to do, and you've proven him right.