Right now, the ice had almost covered Zelta's entire body. The ice had just reached her neck. The rest of her body, with exemption of her head, was totally frozen with ice. Zelta could not even move or shake a little. She was frozen.
The priestess was in great worry, at this moment, and so was Zelta. The ice was almost all over her. If it eventually freezes her head, there was little chance that she was going to survive.
Zelta was in so much panic. She could not move any part of her body, except her eyes. She was in a tight spot.
"W... w... what am I gonna do now, I'm feeling v... very cold. I do not want to d... die," she stuttered, with stress and panic in her voice.
"You are not going to die, daughter. I need you to listen to me, you can do this, you can save yourself from this, because it is your powers, and you are the only one that have control over it, okay. I'm gonna need you to focus. Close your eyes, and connect with your inner self," the priestess said.
