Her most unsettling feature, however, was her eyes. Matte golden orbs, like molten gold, swirled with lava and encased in ice, held an intense, mesmerizing power. They seemed to draw in all light and warmth, leaving only a chilling, frozen glow. And when she turned her gaze upon anything, a shiver of dread crept through the very soul of those who met her gaze.
The air around her rippled with an unnaturally cold aura. As she ever so slightly shifted, the very ground beneath her feet frosted over, encasing her in a crystalline mist of ice. With every step, the frost spread like tendrils, snaking outward, freezing everything in its path.