The boy awakens.

For a second the boy's skin turns as pale as snow, his eyes shut tight, and his thick black hair turns white like frost sticking to a windshield. His handsome face grimaces, the boy's veins look as though they want to burst. 

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

The boy's heart wrenching scream seeps into the soul itself. A fin foam leaks from his mouth.

The boy's eyes shot open, his dead fish-like eyes send a shiver down my spine. 

"Ki, Kid. This. You. All I could do was mumble.

I've seen many awakeners on tv, but I've only seen one in person. His sturn face is forever etched in my mind. Lazaros Antiny, the captain/commander and guildmaster of the Lion mercenary company. AKA the man who killed my father.

This thoght made me tremble. 

The boy shot to his feet. His body emitted a cool breeze. In any other scenario one would call it refreshing, but with the boy's icy eyes it only makes you want to shiver. 

Innately as drinking water, or perhaps as mechanically as a machine the boy lifts his hand. following it a gust of wind hit my face. The boy's lips move I C E H E L L. 

It's a spell?

Ice crystals form on the ground, the long strands of grass shiver up, flowers welt, and water droplets in the air fall like hale. 

The speed of the freeze slowed the further it got until it made a perfect circle 25 feet in diameter.

As backing away, I notice something. 

On the boy's arm frost rises up his skin.