The chunks of sharp and pointy ice, which were about the size of an adult's arm, were moving rapidly towards Kevin, who was unable to do anything about it.
A chunk seemed to be pointing straight at his eyes. The pointed object seemed to be targeting his eyes straight away.
Kevin could only surrender because now his brain was completely malfunctioning. It was only an inch from his face when the chunks of ice suddenly melted, turning into water that soaked Kevin's feet.
Kevin's breath was gasping after feeling a tremendous tension. He lowered his head and found his feet wet from the melted ice earlier. His body trembled violently knowing that he had just escaped death.
"Are you okay, Kev?" Kris suddenly stood beside him and asked in a worried tone.
Kevin looked stiffly at Kris, who was still in the form of a werewolf monster.
"Kris, were you the one who melted the ice?" The scientist asked in a slightly trembling voice.