"She... she said you died..." he gasped as more of the ice broke and fell away from him. "That you were a hero... you died saving Paris. That you..." finally the ice on the upper part of his face shattered, falling away in large chunks. For the first time the two could see each other's faces clearly.

Fear spiked through Adrien, followed by anger.

This wasn't his father! They looked so alike but...

But someone was playing a cruel trick on him.

And someone... was going to pay.

All that rage that had been building and building. The rage he thought he had put away when Monarch was defeated once and for all. The rage that made him give up his Miraculous in fear.

It wasn't gone after all.