Walking with Death

Beneath the bitter, freezing sky. The cold wind whipped crystalline snow against Clark's cheeks. It was the same glacial wasteland. But unlike before, the endless expanse of white was now dotted with patches of scarlet. Bodies slain by searing Heat Vision had been cut in two. After being severed at the waist by Heat Vision, these people had quickly frozen into translucent blocks of ice in the extreme cold.