[Alas, this thread is not that kind to Itto, and the scene that awaits him is a nightmare.]
[Aether made a mistake. When the Phantom shattered in front of him, he should have bolted outside. But he didn't, and by the time flower icicles started raining from the ceiling, he was too late to outrun them. He jumped and made a mad dash for the entrance, but that too was another mistake. And so he lays on the ground, arms out-screeched in front of him, reaching for the door--]
[But completely severed at the waist.]
[His legs have already turned to ice, with even his clothing having taken on an icy sheen as cracks form over it. And that same icy sheen is slowly spreading upward from where he split, avoiding anything too gory -- but still no less horrifying.]
[He turns his head towards Itto, barely still able to move his neck, with tears already frozen in his eyes.]
cw: body horror
[Aether made a mistake. When the Phantom shattered in front of him, he should have bolted outside. But he didn't, and by the time flower icicles started raining from the ceiling, he was too late to outrun them. He jumped and made a mad dash for the entrance, but that too was another mistake. And so he lays on the ground, arms out-screeched in front of him, reaching for the door--]
[But completely severed at the waist.]
[His legs have already turned to ice, with even his clothing having taken on an icy sheen as cracks form over it. And that same icy sheen is slowly spreading upward from where he split, avoiding anything too gory -- but still no less horrifying.]
[He turns his head towards Itto, barely still able to move his neck, with tears already frozen in his eyes.]
...It...to...