The thin layers of frost shocked every person who just so happened to be in the alleyway. Shivering, they looked over themselves in amazement at the intricately designed pieces of ice that stuck to their hot skin.

Zara was one of them, eyes widening slightly in surprise as she stared at the frost on her arms and her fingertips. Dark, fiery eyes flicker over to the dumpster looking at the large block of ice in astonishment. She ignored the stranger before her as she watched the glowing pepper hit the ground. She jumped, the hair standing on her neck and arms as the pepper turned into a pillar.

The audience behind her stared at the stranger as he turned towards them. He hadn’t needed to even finish his sentence for them to all listen. The crowd immediately turned, sprinting back through the kitchens and out the alleyway into the crowded street that hadn’t bothered to pay attention though their frosty attire did raise eyebrows.

Zara however does not move. She stares at the stranger; letting her eyes move back and forth from him to the ‘monster’ it is that he spoke of. Curiosity has gotten the best of her and she has no desire to run.
A small grin plays at her lips as she backs up behind the dumpster to keep herself safe, resting her eyes on what she hopes to be an interesting scene.