You thought it was scary, when I made you submit to me, before I accidentally revealed to you, my secret powers.
You feared me, even before you knew, that if you truly angered me, I could blow a frosty wind upon you, and turn you into an ice statue.
Dare not, grab my arm, if I turn away from thee, for if I return your assaulting grab, my skin freezing, bone crumbling grasp, will certainly, leave you irreversibly frost bitten.