When Frore heard the ringing noise, the memory of teleporting earlier first came to mind, and accordingly the Chilfos froze in a rather awkward position in a kneeling posture with one hand extended. Frore remained that was as the radiant, humming white light enveloped the already brilliant white of the ice. Though the spectacle would have been far more impressive at night, this overwhelming, blinding glimmer still managed to force everyone present to look away if they didn't want their eyes to throb with pain. From within the impenetrable glare, there came a loudly crackling sound, only adding to the chaos and sensory overload

Only seconds later, though it felt far longer, the illumination faded. When Magus, Veitaru, and Lethe once again looked where the Chilfos had stood moments before, a surprise awaited them.

Rather than a man, as was to be reasonably expected given Frore's more masculine characteristics as a Chilfos, a woman stood in its place. Despite being technically only three years old, Frore was a fully mature Hylian--evidently her natural, monstrous race didn't undergo any sort of conventional life cycle. Frore's skin was terribly pale, practically albino, as if it had never seen sunlight. She was, of course, very tall, rivaling and even beating most men at an impressive 6'2". However, just as the Chilfos had been, she was incredibly slender. Frore had never eaten anything in its life excluding water vapor, and as a Hylian she was little more than skin and bones. Despite that, she had healthy white hair somehow gathered into a large bun. On her long, sharp face was a vapid expression. Though hardly beautiful, she could be said to sport a certain rugged charm by those attuned to looks.

The partially-melted icicle spear on the ground had somehow also transformed. In the place of hyper-chilled water was white steel. The tip resembled that of a boar spear, with a deadly point and flaring lugs. Very confused by what had happened, Frore instinctively reached out for her weapon, the one familiar thing in sight. Even altered by the ring's magic, it felt natural in her hands as she picked it up and rose to her full height. Unsure about how to react to the eyes fixated upon her, Frore opened her mouth slowly, exploring the feeling. "Ss...sssah....aah...haaa.....I....ice."