He recalled those small Snow Demons that once followed him and were at his disposal; they were part of his power but now dissipated into nothingness out of fear.
"You have no idea of my true power!" the Snow Demon King continued to roar, his voice filled with hatred and despair.
"Darkness will never vanish; it only hides temporarily. I will find a way to escape, and when that time comes, you will pay for your arrogance!"
His words were mixed with indescribable anger and fear.
Each roar came like a storm, only to be absorbed by the solid ice layer.
He felt himself gradually fading away, and the more he realized this, the more intense his unwillingness burned within.
"I won't accept this! I refuse to end like this!" the Snow Demon King shouted with all his might, stirring up an invisible storm deep in his heart.
Under that Dark Energy, he struggled to find a crack, a way to escape.
Even when trapped, he remained a proud undead being obsessed with power and control.
