The tickling gas may have weakened me, but I am Frosta, and I will not be defeated. My mind may have been clouded by hallucinations and sensations, but I will not let that control me. As the mechanical hands tickled me relentlessly, I felt a surge of power within me. I will embrace this experience, but I will do so on my own terms. Let the powerful beast of myth try to break me with its tickles, but I am in control now. I will emerge from this challenge stronger than ever before, ready to...