Sharp spikes formed a circle, each one embedded around Donnie's neck.
The faint pricking sensation and intense fear made him afraid to move even an inch.
No matter how high his IQ was or how eccentric a genius he might be, he still wouldn't casually risk his life.
He stood ramrod straight, completely motionless.
Fitz saw what had just happened and directly shoved Simmons away before finally reacting.
"Donnie, how did this happen?"
Leo gently held back Simmons, whom Fitz had shoved aside, and chuckled twice. "All right, Fitz. Go get Coulson and see how we should deal with this."
Fitz glanced at Simmons, his expression somewhat embarrassed, and hurried over. There was still a trace of disbelief and pain in his eyes.
He had originally thought Donnie was an introverted boy like himself, and the two of them had talked so happily that Fitz had even thought they had already become friends.
But Donnie had tried to treat him and Simmons like this.
That left Fitz, who was already bad at making friends, even more heartbroken.
Simmons also recovered from the brush with death. Still shaken, she gently took a step back and stood beside Leo.
"Simmons, what do you think of this freezing ability?"
Simmons glanced at the frozen metal fragments scattered across the floor, put on a pair of gloves, and picked up a piece of metal.
"When the temperature drops, metal materials change from a ductile state to a brittle state. The cold brittleness of this particular metal still needs to be tested, but if we estimate it based on the cold-brittle behavior of ordinary metals, along with the bone-chilling cold that remains..."
"This instantaneous temperature should be somewhere around minus seventy degrees Celsius, and at that temperature, a person could be turned into an ice