[The grunt looks back to taunt Rakka about her loss... and sees the ice beam right before it nails him in the back. Instantly, the visible effects are there. It's certainly going to be hard for him to get away now that most of him is encased in a chunk of ice!
And Rakka, frozen figuratively not literally, knocks herself out of it and runs over to grab her belt from the grunt's grubby mitts.]
Give them back! They're my friends!
[...But the grunt's got an iron grip in the one arm he can use, so... this is a tug of war now. Which is helped just a little when Bright finally decides to do something and jumps on the grunt's face.]
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And Rakka, frozen figuratively not literally, knocks herself out of it and runs over to grab her belt from the grunt's grubby mitts.]
Give them back! They're my friends!
[...But the grunt's got an iron grip in the one arm he can use, so... this is a tug of war now. Which is helped just a little when Bright finally decides to do something and jumps on the grunt's face.]