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Could it be, she could tell where am I from her snow…? I felt another cold chill. CLANK!!! Shit…! Another one…! I blocked it. But it isn’t falling down to the ground, and instead— it keeps on pushing me backwards because of the snow. Is she controlling her spear to push me backwards…!? Crap. At this rate, I would definitely lose my footing. “Gargh!!!” I mustered my strength and managed to parry her spear upwards. Yet at the same time— I slipped because of her snow.

Let the snow wash the blood off your name. I gripped the heavy iron handle of the lever, my knuckles turning white as the frost began to bond my skin to the metal. The mechanism was connected to a series of subterranean black-powder charges buried deep within the jagged rock faces of the crags directly above the pass. If I pulled it now, the mountain would slide, throwing hundreds of thousands of tons of sharp blue stone and packed ice onto the vanguard below, completely sealing the valley from the western territories forever.

"No need to worry, my friend. We'll have you two skating circles around the rest of us before you know it." All eyes turned expectantly toward Zavian and Yuna, awaiting their input. After a beat of silence that stretched just a hair too long. "You needn't concern yourselves with us," Zavian spoke up in a tone of lofty indifference. "Yuna and I are quite accustomed to skiing the slopes whenever the opportunity arises. A simple skating rink will be child's play in comparison."

The dogs surge forward like a released spring. My knees bend instinctively as the sled jerks, then smooths into a glide over the packed snow. The cold whistles over my face, I’m thankful for the balaclava and goggles but I still feel how freezing it is. I keep my eyes forward, watching Thor’s broad shoulders cut a clean line through the powder. These dogs are simply amazing. Wind claws at us, whipping the snow sideways, and the trees blur into dark streaks on either side. The visibility is practically zero to me, so I focus on keeping myself steady.

"Look at the ridge. There are more behind them. You can't kill a whole army with one blade." "Watch me," he said. He didn't look back at me. He stepped onto the thick ice in the center of the pool, his broadsword raised in a high, two-handed stance that completely blocked the path to the cave bed. The gray snow fell between them, coating the iron of his blade in a fine, white dust that melted as soon as it touched the silver grease on the metal. "Fire!" Vane shouted.

The wind howled through the narrow, snow-choked streets of Snowridge, as if warning anyone who dared to venture out into the deadly storm. Asha Frostheart, her face partially hidden beneath a fur-lined cloak, moved swiftly through the thick snowfall, her white wolf companion, Ghost, at her side. The blizzard's icy bite pierced through her layers of clothing, but her focus remained unbroken.

" Some of them laughed sarcastically while Damontry was about to slap herself, or Danny! Sivana exclaimed excitedly. "God, you must have been happy, I mean it's so cold there and it's snowing, I wish I could snowboard." She said to put her hand on her cheek with a sigh. The black - haired man spoke for the first time. Snow rarely falls in our kingdom. Baekhyun nodded in approval, "Yeah, but do you remember that time when we used death witches to turn the Royal Arena into a skate club?"

“Spend the rest of your cycles crawling through the slush like an unranked pup.” By the time he broke through the infirmary gates, the midnight shadow had locked over the settlement, burying the rink in a suffocating chill. The pine branches groaned under the weight of the permafrost, dropping heavy sheets of snow into the drifts below. The driver brought the pack-sledge around the moment Ada Lube stepped into the cold, asking, “Where shall we steer the team, Alpha?” Ada Lube remained silent as the ice crystals formed on his coat, torn between returning to his central fortress or tracking the scent toward Collins Parker’s territory.

Now it was more suited for the civilized predators that resided in it. Nathaniel's gaze first wandered to the end of the hall. More than a hundred meters in the distance, five steps raised out of the marble floor, leading to a grand podium. On it sat a big, black throne. A row of sharp peaks protruded at the upper end of the lean, representing the icicles of goddess Skadi. Placed nonchalantly on the seat was a white winter coat inlayed with snow wolfs fur.