Lucas sat at the very center of the frozen chamber, sealed in a crystalline cocoon of pure ice that shimmered faintly under the dim light. The frost was so thick and translucent that it looked almost divine, as though nature itself had sculpted him into a statue of serenity. His hair was streaked with silver now, frozen strands gleaming with a faint azure glow.
The entire room was transformed into something otherworldly. The walls, once carved marble, were now living ice...frozen Qi crawling over their surface, glowing faintly like constellations in a winter sky. Even the ceiling dripped with frost that never melted, while the floor beneath their feet was slick and cold, shimmering like glass. And there, a few feet away from Lucas, was the Ice Belle herself...frozen in the same crystalline embrace, her tiny body glowing softly with threads of divine light.
