The stench of dead flesh billows from the towering, frost-covered corpse. Bits of rotting skin, hair, and clothing hang off the icy-blue body in tattered ribbons. One arm hangs at the shoulder at an impossible angle, its hand frozen in a claw. The other arm, holding a massive greataxe, is trapped in a pose as if it were about to strike. Chips of ice fall from the body as it lumbers forward.
