Otoha runs towards the base of the mirror, slicing into the ribbons that wind around them. The cold isn’t painful to him - he can notice it, but there’s nothing more.

One of the ribbons wraps around his leg and it burns, and it takes a moment for Otoha to turn his attention towards it, more focused on the ribbons at the base. He cuts into it, attempting to get it to let go - but even if it doesn’t, he’ll continue to try to slice the ribbons that have a stranglehold on the mirror.