"It's cold," Winter warned. "I can't help it, even after being in the woods so long, a lot of my magic still has a frosty edge to it."
He traced the cut gently with the tip of his finger, tiny crystals forming along side the wound, stitching skin together, then fading away slowly.
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"It's cold," Winter warned. "I can't help it, even after being in the woods so long, a lot of my magic still has a frosty edge to it."
He traced the cut gently with the tip of his finger, tiny crystals forming along side the wound, stitching skin together, then fading away slowly.