Alma flew across the room and into the wall. Something snapped as he hit the wall, but he didn't know what. His face was really hot, too - he could already feel his skin starting to peel. Ludwig vanished into a cloud of mist and reappeared next to Alma. He smiled evilly, enveloped his fist in ice, and punched him in the face towards Bella. Now one of Alma's cheeks was burnt, and the other was frostbitten. Alma landed in front of Bella and waited to be hit - he knew he couldn't fight either of them, he had accepted the fact he was being beaten.