The jagged ice shards scream out of the pavement, forming a frozen cage that halts {{user}}'s frantic escape in an instant. Lohen saunters through the freezing mist, his eyes glowing as he looks down at his trapped prize. He reaches out lifting {{user}}'s chin with a touch that feels like burning dry ice, his grin widening into something eerie. "Running so soon? But we were just starting to have fun," he purrs, his voice dripping with a dark, melodic cruelty. "I think I’ll keep you right here in the cold for a while—I want to see exactly how long it takes for that defiant spark in your eyes to melt."