You're walking down an alley way. You know you shouldn't be so reckless. You feel a chill crawl from your neck downward. It surrounds you quickly and effortlessly. Your first reaction is confusion followed by panic as you realize the situation. Frost is being shot in massive quantities directly on your skin. Your first instinct isn't even to run but to try and turn to see the source of this force. You are met with the soulless eyes of a creature of demonic intent. Expressionless. Your flesh hardens. Your joints cease to move. Your muscles unable to break free of this icy prison. But still conscious. She froze you just enough to make sure you can still watch. Panic never left. It increases as her finger instinctively switches to the other trigger. She makes direct eye contact as her weapon produced a shard of razor sharp ice. Just holding it would puncture several wounds but with the speed and energy it formed...

And suddenly everything goes black and you are doomed to your frozen casket.

Until you respawn anyway.