The Kappa was far from home. It sat by a frozen pond in the Arctic, shivering. It carefully balanced the water in the dish on its head—the source of its power. Sara-Fed Torrent.
"Too cold," the Kappa complained.
From the snowdrifts emerged a black, hairless dog. It had no tracks. The Keelut. Shifting Tracks. It was an Inuit spirit of death that preyed on travelers.
The Keelut did not bark. It just stared.
The Temperature Drop
The Kappa splashed water at the dog. Shirikodama Extraction. "Go away!"
The Keelut opened its mouth. It didn't bite. It inhaled.
Heat-Siphon Maw.
The temperature dropped twenty degrees in a second.
The water in the Kappa's dish didn't just get cold; it flash-froze.
Frozen stiff
The Kappa gasped. The magical fluid that sustained its strength was now a block of solid ice fused to its skull.
Paralysis set in instantly. The Kappa tipped over, stiff as a board, unable to move its limbs.
The Keelut walked over, sniffing the frozen imp. It nudged the Kappa onto the ice. Then, with a casual flick of its paw, it sent the Kappa sliding across the pond like a hockey puck, vanishing into the dark treeline.