Frost happened to have been leading the Death Squad chasing the succubus infant. After they had lost sight and could not track it, they returned to the now burned build where they were pulling human and monster survivors out. He doesn't even flinch walking past the death and destruction; there would be nothing left of the house once they had cleansed it. Though law prevented him from doing to the monsters what he would really like to do, he was ok with catching them and collaring the small ones. It was on the big ones that he forced himself to excel and his....killer instinct.<br/><br/>The house was charred rather well, there was just barely distinctive remain of the actual items that adorned the walls and floors. There was actually a hidden door that his boys had manged to yank open. It was a tunnel leading to the sewers, his curiosity got the better of him and he went down into the tunnels, his breathe a puff of smoke. His gloves were already being put on, he could hear channeling and gun fire farther down the hall ways. He bolted down the hall ways as nothing more than a black blur, passing his unit that were chasing and subduing the demons. At the end of the tunnels the wounded demons tried their best to fend off the squad. He charged into the demons before they realized he was there. His fists flew into the demons, the few higher levels that had been hiding down in the basement.<br/><br/>As his fists flew into the targets, they start to completely freeze into solid ice as each blow from hand or foot so much as grazed the target. Once the smoke had cleared he was walking past the frozen statues, the look of horror permanently stuck on their faces. Just how he liked it. He moved back up stairs and joined the priests in a cleansing ritual. He hunted and killed. It was the only thing that kept him...alive, in a manner of speaking. Frost never talked much, so hearing his voice in the ritual was an oddity.<br/><br/>Frost only blessed the sights where the innocent had fallen, where as collateral damage or as fighters defending the monsters. He removed his gloves after the cleansing. it had been 12 minutes since he walked into the tunnel, to long honestly because his fingers were starting to ice over. He walked away from the scene with a saddened look, the chief of police was going to scold him again for misuse/killing monsters that could have been captured for study.<br/><br/>"God-damn it Frost. Did you really have to freeze them. You cant just subdue like most or leave them in enough of one piece that they can be used in the lab?" The chief looked really mad, his short figure was in a very tense position as he had to look up at Frost.<br/><br/>Frost looked at him and smiled, the chief like his brother used to when he would get angry. The smile is VERY creepy coming from one that doesn't smile ever. The smile always made the chief shiver, it was a good thing he didn't do it very often. "Alright chief ill leave the next ones in some semblance of alive. Imma go get some food. Any one want to join me." The last part was said loud enough for his squad to her him.