"HEY!", Cirno shouted indignantly as the witches faded from existence, "NO FAIR, TURNING INTO NUMBERS IS [i]CHEATING[/i]!"
With a cry of, "No, no, no, no, [b]no![/b]", Cirno found herself kicking, screaming, and spraying icicles indescriminately on some sort of beach- but also not really a beach somehow? She drooped, frustrated and angry that her turn had been taken away from her and she couldn't do anything about it. It was probably that stupid, ugly man in the bad suit's fault, the one who was currently also throwing a temper tantrum. Looking around and finding inadequate space to sulk, Cirno conjured an igloo and huddled inside, pouting.