Elsa gasped a little when she felt the fear of being consumed brew in her belly. Strange, that had not come to light in recent time. Not since Anna and the rest of Arendelle accepted her. Not even when Ingrid spelled Anna to say those horrid things about her. One pale hand clutched at her stomach as she stumbled nearby and held onto a crate to center herself.

"Who are you?" she asked the voice. Elsa looked around to find the source of it. "Get out of my head. Show yourself."