The Black Citadel

You read your Scroll of Frozen Touch. Frozen ice shards leave your outstretched hands and fly straight at the wilderbeast. The wilderbeast lets out a roar as the icy shards slam into its chest and one of its arms. You watch as the ice digs into its tough hide and begins to freeze over its skin. In only a couple of seconds the wilderbeast is unable to move one of its arms and has trouble breathing. Although the arm holding its stone hammer is still free.