The feline sighed as he was pinned down, knowing that the vile creature could never win against him, unless he slept of course. He invoked the powers that lay within, and slowly started to shift dimensions, altering his own body, mind and soul so he could survive in the treacherous realms that lay ahead. And after mere seconds he was pure mist, a mere shadow of his former self. But he did not move, he stayed there, still under the creature that had pinned him before. The creature's paws lost their grip on him and started to coat up with frost, a simple natural defense of his current form... which was 0 degrees kelvin to the touch.