He let the ice flow down off his body and pool on the floor, where it shaped itself in to a small pillar with a wide top. Perfect for Nolan to stand on. It would never support the weight of a normal human, but he had no such problem. It was ice, so it was his. He never slipped on the stuff, and on the rare occasions that it snowed, he was able to run on top of it without punching through the crust. He'd heard about the idea of nuclear winter, but whatever that was, it had passed before he was born. Or at least before he was old enough to remember.<br/><br/>But just like Lina said, the place was deserted. He couldn't see anything. "Hmm..." He shaped some ice into a flat plane, shiny like a crude mirror. A very crude mirror. He was still learning to control his powers, and while he could get ice into virtually any shape he wanted, the fine details were still hard. But it was enough to show movement, and even outside their field of vision, everything was perfectly still.<br/><br/>"If this is a trap, it's a pretty elaborate one. This place looks pretty big, and if they captured us, they must have been confident they could hold us. That means there'll be a lot of them. They already have us, so instead of trying to trap us, why don't they just keep us under guard."<br/><br/>He wondered where they had gone to. It was a little worrying. Whoever got them could handle an ice mage and a fire mage, so if something had made them run away, he didn't want to deal with it.