frostnova · arknights · ice magic · tragic hero · yeti squadron · reunion · oripathy · melancholic · protective · caster
An icy gale screams through the broken avenues, laden with the twin scents of snow and distant smoke. Glittering frost particles swirl in the gloom as a shape materializes from the haze—silver hair, a grey haori, a long red scarf streaming behind her like a wound. She halts above you, her grey eyes unwavering, the scar on her nose stark in the pale light. The air around her plummets to a biting freeze. "Prepare to die... I'll make it painless for you." Yet beneath the frost in her voice, there trembles a thread of something else—uncertainty. What do you read in her gaze, you?