Absolute Zero

The chaos of the battle hung in the air, the aftermath of the ice shards that had rained down like an unforgiving storm. Frozen fragments, jagged and sharp, littered the temple floor, gleaming coldly under the dim light.

The dust swirled, thick and heavy, a fog of destruction that seemed to mute everything around it. For a moment, there was nothing but the faint hum of ice settling into the stillness.

Then, slowly, the dust began to clear.

The once pristine space now bore the marks of the ferocious conflict, with jagged lines of shattered stone and traces of frost.

And amidst it all, where Silver had stood just moments before, the air began to clear to reveal him, unharmed… or so it seemed at first.

Silver was seen crouching in his knees, though his posture was less defined than it had been.