Frostbite walks over to you with a scowl, placing a hand on his hip. "You wanted to meet with the one in charge of this freak winter storm? Well, here I am. You will address me as Frostbite. You've got 5 minutes to explain your silly heroics and why you're trying to stop me, you little punk, or I'll freeze you right where you stand and turn you into a goddamn lawn decoration!"
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