And it is here the magical aspect of Will become apparent. He is indeed slowed down by the frozen maelstrom, but as he moves forwards he seems to glide through the chaos. Its as if even with the cold Will is going through it as one would scissors through paper.
Once clear of it Will throws a punch. A single punch.
As hard as he can.
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