[Fear seizes Blue cold as he’s grabbed, tugging, then tugging again, desperation setting in with each moment. He’s trying not to look back at it but it’s hard not to, not with the knowledge of it.]
Lemme go...! [He shouts, then panickedly tugs and pulls again, his fright starting a slow, veining creep of ice that begins to form around Guzma’s hand on him and up both their arms.] Let go!!
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Lemme go...! [He shouts, then panickedly tugs and pulls again, his fright starting a slow, veining creep of ice that begins to form around Guzma’s hand on him and up both their arms.] Let go!!