Well, I must act on short notice or else it will be too late! I've seen frostbite and I do not think it would be a pleasant way to go.

[Syrlya stops and turns to his left to stare straight down a crooked, dark alley. He can almost feel the way the storm seems to warp into it, like it's responding to something deep within.]

Mm, I think you are right about that. And I think we may have found our first victim. [He doesn't stall long before he marches straight for the alley.]