Cages of what looked like white roots enveloped the black aliens, occasionally piercing their flesh again to come out on the other side. Liiza's ice felt alive as it immobilized and froze the two enemies, trapping them in a prison that had far more than cold bars to it.
The evolved warriors' black blood from the injuries on their backs and whatever other hole the white roots had opened stopped flowing, freezing while the process extended to other, deeper functions.
The shorter alien tried to oppose the process, only for his survival instincts to scream in danger. He managed to tilt his head to his right, but an attack hit him anyway. Except, no impact unfolded.
Everything on the left side of the shorter alien's head had vanished. Part of Liiza's ice, a chunk of his black hair, and his pointy ear had simply disappeared out of existence.
