Alan arose, free from the restraints that bound him to the cold stone. He took a deep breath, and it was as if everything froze.
His breath was so cold it could freeze a human being in an instant if he wanted too. Furthermore, he felt energetic, powerful, and most importantly, cold.
But the cold was comfortable, it was soothing instead of a biting chill that threatened to take his life. It was...mesmerizing.
He stood up, and examined his body closely, or rather, his chest and hair and face. The roots of his hair were now cyan, and if he wasn't seeing things, he could see some ice there as well.
His face had become more defined, and underneath his eyes was the same cyan color, the definition and depth of the diamonds in his eyes also increased, becoming more profound.
