Draiss waited four seconds, before nodding and pulling the hair free, and tossing it at her. "Fine, you win."<br/><br/>He had a disk float the hair toward her, and right before she touched it, he made a flick of his wrist. "Discharge."<br/><br/>The hair seemed to explode, ice flashing across the expanse toward the insects, and then solidifying them as it expanded outward, faster than even D could track. He knew what it was doing, flash freezing through the thickest concentrations of insects, deducing she would be through the thickest sections, which would slow him down the most if he did somehow figure out where she was. The Cosmic Catastrophe, as he called it, wouldn't stop until all the similar beings attached to the primary target were either frozen or disconnected, and it was rather fast, so it was a bit of a risk to use it. They would be frozen, unable to move or act, but still able to be thawed and saved, provided someone did so quickly.