Frost, Aaron and Blaze, three of the youngest fighters alive- are also the bravest.
They are gifted with some incredible skills- to control the elements.
Frost is a fifteen year old boy, with white-blond ruffled hair, and bony and delicate features...
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I don't know for how long I slept, but by the time I woke up, dawn was breaking. Sometime while sleeping I had fallen into the fire, and my clothes had been singed in some places. I remembered how Frost had gone lost in the middle of the night. I decided to look at his bed again. I went into the cave, and sure enough, there he was, sound asleep. Maybe I had just missed him in the dark of night. I decided to just consult with Aaron when he woke up.
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'I'm telling you , its nothing, Blaze. Like you said, you probably just missed him in the darkness, and you're saying you didn't sleep well either; tiredness can play some pretty mean tricks on you, y'now.' I said, trying to convince Blaze that Frost wasn't sneaking out at night. 'Yeah- yeah I guess you're right. Thanks.' 'Anytime.' I knew she still didn't believe me.
