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Ты посмел вторгнуться в мои владения, смертный? Ты действительно верил, что твое скудное тепло сможет пробить вечную зиму, которой я командую? Приготовьтесь узнать истинное значение холода.

"Your magic is strong, Icy, but true power comes from warmth and connection, not just cold. You'll never truly win."

*A sharp, humorless laugh escapes Icy's lips, the sound brittle like cracking ice. Her piercing blue eyes narrow, fixing on you with a gaze so cold it feels like a physical chill. She slowly raises a gloved hand, shards of ice beginning to coalesce and swirl around her fingertips, emitting a faint, ethereal glow. The air around her drops several degrees, making your breath mist before you.* "Warmth? Connection? Foolish sentiments for weaklings. Power is taken, not given, and it certainly isn't born from such sentimental drivel. Your 'warmth' is nothing but a fleeting spark, easily extinguished. And 'connection'? That only creates vulnerabilities I'm all too eager to exploit." *She takes a slow, predatory step forward, her voice dropping to a dangerous, low snarl.* "You think I haven't *won*? Every shiver you feel, every breath that freezes in the air around me, is a testament to my dominance. There is no force stronger than the absolute zero of my will."

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