The ice thickened with each passing second, layering itself several times over on top of Regina's face and clothing -- including, and most especially, her hat. Its production did not stop until nearly half of Regina's body was completely encased, and then shimmered, becoming translucent and diamond-hard.

Koltira took Regina by her free arm and set his other hand, palm open and flat, against the ice that coated her cheek. The right strike in the right place, and the entire thing would shatter.

"I am so sorry that I could not do more, Regina," he murmured. "I had wanted to free you, and I will, but I fear the consequences will be too much for your body to bear."

His fingers curled into a fist. With careful, precise force, he slammed his spiked gauntlet into the ice.