When his consciousness returned, he found himself lying on the cold floor, his face staring up at the still-frozen ceiling.
The air was still biting, but Elsa's body had vanished.
'My head still hurts,' he grumbled.
Nausea gripped his mind, and the world spun around him.
Struggling to sit up, he felt disoriented and weak. His vision was blurry as he tried to make sense of his surroundings.
The freezing temperature seeped into his bones, a constant reminder of what just happened. He tried to piece together everything.
"Did I absorb her?" he asked aloud.
[System: Affirmative. The absorption process was successful. The Meta-human's body has been safetly stored in your soul.]
He touched his chest but didn't feel anything unusual. Taking a deep breath, he stood up to steady himself.