[He stays unmoving on the snowy forest floor for a long time. Long enough to collect his emotions, to settle himself, to strengthen what fragile hold he has left on his protective charm.
Only then does he finally push himself up, frozen stiff and bloodied. He has no energy to remove what stains his clothing.
He simply conjures what sugar he can, downing it without even chewing, as he lifts his hood back up and slowly starts to leave.
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Only then does he finally push himself up, frozen stiff and bloodied. He has no energy to remove what stains his clothing.
He simply conjures what sugar he can, downing it without even chewing, as he lifts his hood back up and slowly starts to leave.
No turning back now.]