"Hahaha… How many have thought they could capture you; even the High Grandmaster has taken action against you but still failed to kill you, but I, Hrata, succeeded." The Frost Lizardman laughed as the frost hand clutching me brought me to it.
With me being captured, it did not seem to have any fear for me; it could kill me with just a squeeze of its hand.
Dense silver fire burst out of me, and it moved to melt the icy hand capturing me, but to my surprise, it was barely able to do anything against it. The frost seemed too strong to be melted by my fire.
"Your struggle is futile, Zaar; the hand of Haa is the most powerful attack that I used my very essence to create. It is not something that could be melted by your fire," It said softly while shaking its head.
