Aneira glared at him, trying to mask her fear as she slowly went back up to the roof. She then pivoted on her heel and marched over to the edge of the roof, taking a deep breath. She would be damned if she allowed him to keep her prisoner on this freakin roof. She concentrated then flung out her hands. Ice formed on the edge of the roof before sloping downward to the ground, forming a slide. She shot him another glare before jumping onto the ice. She then began skating towards the ground, her feet staying grounded on the ice as her white hair flew out behind her.