From the floor, a ice started forming.
The ice quickly started spreading everywhere in the corridor, freezing everything in sight.
The Players' legs turned into ice, earning shocked screams from them.
The Guards and the rest of the Colosseum workers easily jumped over the ice and managed to dodge the ice with relative ease.
The floor and ceiling became fully covered in a thick layer of ice.
''Hey, you bastard!'' The Players started screaming angrily.
''Get rid of the ice, or I will kill you!''
''F-Fuck! Why doesn't the ice break?!''
''Hey, help me get rid of the ice— I will fucking kill this bastard!''
Fist ignored the angry screams and managed to see a few shadowy figures jumping over the Players.
His eyes turned cold, and he disappeared from his previous spot, only leaving a layer of ice behind.
Fist suddenly appeared in mid-air, right in front of the shadowy figures!
Stealth disappeared, and two shady-looking guys appeared with pale faces.