I stood over him and let the silence thicken. The room smelled of cold and metal. Karo lay there like a statue, ice from his neck down to his toes, only his face free to move. He'd been half awake when I slapped him. Two of his teeth had already gone. I was sure that was enough to wake him up.
He blinked, eyes narrowing as the shock and pain rolled through him. "Who….who are you?" he managed, voice raw.
"No need for you to know that," I said softly. My tone was quiet, and that made it worse. "I'll ask the questions. You will answer. If you don't, I will seal you in ice and break you into pieces."
His pupils darted, looking for a way out. I watched them move like a hunter watches a rabbit sniff the air. Then I snapped my fingers.
His left leg crumbled.
Not like bone breaking, no gore, no mess, but the ice itself fractured cleanly into a hundred small cubes, and his leg was gone where the ice had been holding it.
