There was nothing to do but follow after him, and she did. Outside, she'd have more freedom of movement as well, and the freedom to bring her powers into play. Her father didn't seem to precisely enjoy having their home turned into an ice palace - an inevitable outcome.

Ami blinked into the sun as she stepped outside. Her eyes adjusted quickly enough, and she stretched out her hand, closing her grip around the grip of the ice sword, which materialized in a bright flash. She took a ready stance.