Kuai might love the ice, but the ice clearly does not love him (or maybe this is how ice expresses affection??). Thousands of long shards remain embedded in his exposed flesh as the blizzard's violent swirl dissipates, and frost coats his lantern. Anyone could easily mistake him for something inhuman - a crystalline, frozen creature of the forest. They remain even when he tries to brush them off, and the sharp pain as they tug on his skin makes him quickly forget about trying to do that anymore. Hopefully they'll start to melt soon on their own.

Sluggishly, he raises his lantern to have a look around, and finds himself in front of the black, yawning opening of a cave. As he approaches it, he slips on something metal and just manages to recover his balance before he can fall. Scraping snow away with a foot, he sees the remnants of an old rail system are to blame.

Black stains remain on the ground just inside the mouth of the cave, and a few more shards of metal and glass protruding from the snow and dirt are familiar, though it takes a moment to place them given their fragmentary state. The last time he saw this lantern in one piece, it was carried by Matt Murdock, who never emerged from the mines.

Far out in the forest, there's a low rumble. It echoes through the trees, rippling like a shockwave before the ground beneath his feet shakes with the sound. It vibrates in his chest, and some of the ice shards stuck to his back and arms shatter. So, pro: less ice stuck to him now, but con: yikes.