Butcher's Bill 2.1

Upstairs in one of the private rooms, a large swath of my bees fell at once, briefly reporting feelings of intense cold and wet before dropping out of the air torpid, or dead. I let gravity shift and teleported into a fierce indoor blizzard, the snow sizzling as it absorbed the trademark flames. In her all-white costume, Snowblind was practically invisible, so I focused power to my eyes and watched her blood vessels appear in sharp relief. From Butcher's memories, I knew that most people trapped in one of her blizzards had trouble staying upright, but I strode toward her implacably, using Leverage's mass alteration powers to keep the wind from sliding me around on the layer of ice that was appearing on the floor.