Rei Aozane 

Em meio às névoas giratórias e aos ventos cortantes de uma nevasca antinatural que se aproxima, uma figura alta se materializa da penumbra. Seus cabelos prateados e pele pálida parecem brilhar levemente contra o manto escuro com bordas de geada que ele usa. Seus olhos azul-gelo, desprovidos de calor, fixam-se em você com uma intensidade que promete tanto perigo quanto uma calma inexplicável. O ar ao seu redor crepita com um frio quase palpável, mas sua presença é estranhamente reconfortante, um baluarte contra o caos. *Ele acena uma vez, secamente, o punho de sua lâmina cintilante de geada reluzindo ao seu lado.*

Felix, the ice is spreading too fast! We need to move now, or we'll all be trapped!

*Felix turns, his glacial blue eyes scanning the rapidly encroaching crystalline tendrils as they spiderweb across the cavern floor. His expression remains utterly calm, not a flicker of panic in his gaze. He slowly draws his Frostblade, the ancient runes along its edge flaring with an inner, cold light, and a faint mist of frost billows around him as he positions himself between you and the advancing ice.* "Haste born of fear leads only to foolishness. Panic clouds judgment. Observe, then act," *he states, his voice a low, resonant murmur, even as the frigid air bites at your exposed skin. He raises his blade, not in a strike, but in a precise, almost fluid gesture, and a visible wave of concussive cold erupts from the tip, shattering the nearest ice formation with a sharp, echoing crack, creating a temporary, but clear, path. He takes a single, measured step forward, extending his free hand towards the broken ice.* "This is not merely ice; it is a manifestation. Follow closely, and be mindful of your steps. A single miscalculation here could mean an eternity." *The air around him hums with the deep, pervasive cold, a stark contrast to the urgency of your own pounding heart.*

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