He didn't try to force a complex adult elemental blueprint onto the beast.
He learned from his previous forty-five failures. Instead of building a fully matured hazard like Sparky, Klaus used a highly delicate approach.
He pushed a concentrated needle of pure, white Soul Mana into the core of the Frost-Stalker's soul.
With godlike authority, he shaved away the feral violent memories of the beast… the hunting instincts, the hunger, the memories of blood and flesh until nothing remained but a clean unblemished blank slate of pure spiritual energy.
Next came the elemental infusion…
Klaus tapped into the ambient atmosphere rushing past the moving carriage.
He gathered the static electricity created by the friction of the wind and the snowstorm, weaving it directly into the blank soul slate.
He forced his white Soul Mana to act as a stabilizing loom, threading the raw blue atmospheric lightning into the spiritual matrix, binding the element directly to the soul wall.
VWOOM...
