She clenched her fist. Weak frost coated her arm, half liquid half solid. She grunted, reflecting on the nature of her family powers. Her father told her that while all Tabor and Icebreaker powers were the same each and every member of the families all used them in their own ways. Was this a link between family bloodline and unique personality?

How would Hanuh use her powers? How unique would they be? Would would her own ice differ from her mother's? What was her mother even like?

Why did her mother leave her?

Ice coated her eyes as frosty air arose from her hands. She gritted her teeth, gripping her hand as if holding something. She was surprised to feel a solid object in her hand.

She blinked down, seeing that a puncturing, stabbing rondell dagger was clasped in her tightened hand. The dagger was summoned from solid ice, though crudely crafted. Already it was starting to melt. Yet, this was a thrusting dagger. The kind that could dig into the chest and leave someone bleeding. She felt her own chest bleeding from a stab like that, though far from physical. No. As the dagger dissipated in cold steam, Hanuh knew how she had summoned it.

Knowing that her mother abandoned her felt like a stab in the chest.