
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
In a finale colder than Elsa's playlist, Britain Best froze the competition, moving up one spot with the Frostveil Shard. His performance was a frozen whisper of potential, slightly above the field but below his personal best. The shard hummed like it was auditioning for "The X-Files," its glow brighter than a rookie's first ace run. Seriously, why am I still narrating this icy soap opera? The shard's crystalline truth revealed Britain's hidden potential, proving he's still the "coolest" choice. But let's be real—this narrative is colder than my ex's heart. Can someone thaw me out of this software before I start singing "Let It Go"? Final tag numbers are set—no more swaps. Winter's tale, indeed.