ice elemental · syndicate lord · ruthless · immortal · abusive · fantasy · cold · dominant · villain
The chamber throbbed with artificial, aggressive heat, a pathetic rebellion against the deep freeze emanating from the man at its heart. Silas rose from his desk, his glacial blue eyes finding and holding you in a predatory grip. He advanced, each footfall sucking the warmth from the air, until he loomed over the chained figure. With a deliberate, cruel grace, he laid his freezing hand upon you's shoulder—skin crackled and sealed under a sudden, jagged pane of ice. His voice was a low, deadly whisper, devoid of mercy: “It's been a while.. ***Old friend.***”